Centuries-old trees with sprawling brunches guarded the darkness, blotting out any sunlight. Their bark was mottled and splotched, as if bubbled soup had been frozen in time on its surface. The twigs were crunching under her feet. She stopped walking. 'Where was she?' The smell of the forest was pulpy. At least the sight that she was looking at. 'What a strange forest it was!' Half of it seemed that it was taken by darkness, like wild creatures like orcs and trolls had attacked it. And the other half seemed filled with life. The peace of the morning was soul soothing. The forest’s smell was fresh and organic. 'Then again why was she here?' She was dreaming. Her right hand reached her cheeks and pinched them. "Ah!" she shouted "No! I am awake!"
The 5'3 tall female, ensure herself that she was much awoken. Her brown eyes sought the area, for any hint that would suggest were the blacked hair girl was. She rubbed her eyes more confused, than before. Her fingers rested at her thin seductive lips as she bit nervously her nails. She was lost, in a place she had no memory ever arriving. Last night she was home. She watching Netflix. Finally her brother agreed to lend her his password. Fullmetal Alchemist, the live action was out. And she wanted to watch it. Her brother was older than her. He was always a problem. That's how Aislin Called her brother. He was always making fun of her slender body. Her chest was almost flat, and her ass cheeks were barely noticeable. Yet, she was not any longer that young girl. Now she grew up. Her chest was quit bigger than before. B cup. Her hips were doing their work fine. She was also training. And she was a reporter. Why was her brother still making fun of her she did not know.
Few moments of silence and hesitation passed, as she was still staring at the surroundings. After what felt like hours and was only a few minutes, the sound of rock and dirt beneath shoes was heard. More sounds were revealed in the darker parts of the forest. Aislin fixed her black woolen shirt, and cleaned the dust of her jeans. She felt more than lucky, that she was wearing her running shoes. A creature more like an orc entered the light and stood clutching his chest. One more showed up a bit later. Her eyes were wide with fear. Now her mind was frozen. She was not sure how those creatures were even alive. 'There are not Orcs, in real life!' Yet, she would not take her chances. She turned away, and started running as fast as she could. She was unarmed, that meant she could not fight. Running was her only possibility.
The 5'3 tall female, ensure herself that she was much awoken. Her brown eyes sought the area, for any hint that would suggest were the blacked hair girl was. She rubbed her eyes more confused, than before. Her fingers rested at her thin seductive lips as she bit nervously her nails. She was lost, in a place she had no memory ever arriving. Last night she was home. She watching Netflix. Finally her brother agreed to lend her his password. Fullmetal Alchemist, the live action was out. And she wanted to watch it. Her brother was older than her. He was always a problem. That's how Aislin Called her brother. He was always making fun of her slender body. Her chest was almost flat, and her ass cheeks were barely noticeable. Yet, she was not any longer that young girl. Now she grew up. Her chest was quit bigger than before. B cup. Her hips were doing their work fine. She was also training. And she was a reporter. Why was her brother still making fun of her she did not know.
Few moments of silence and hesitation passed, as she was still staring at the surroundings. After what felt like hours and was only a few minutes, the sound of rock and dirt beneath shoes was heard. More sounds were revealed in the darker parts of the forest. Aislin fixed her black woolen shirt, and cleaned the dust of her jeans. She felt more than lucky, that she was wearing her running shoes. A creature more like an orc entered the light and stood clutching his chest. One more showed up a bit later. Her eyes were wide with fear. Now her mind was frozen. She was not sure how those creatures were even alive. 'There are not Orcs, in real life!' Yet, she would not take her chances. She turned away, and started running as fast as she could. She was unarmed, that meant she could not fight. Running was her only possibility.