The Darkness Within

I've had this dream before. I'm barefoot and alone. The moonlight dances along my skin as I make my way through the thick trees. Not a sound stirs in the dark forest as my feet make no sound and leave no trail in the damp earth. These woods have grown familiar, like a childhood memory, hovering at the edge of my consciousness. I'm not afraid, although a feeling nags at the back of my mind, a darkness that calls to me through the ancient trees. It pulls me towards it, the way the night summo...