The finger of the shade curled
Not so much a beckon
As a warning, unsafe path

From the trees a wildcat screams
A woman's wail, shrieking
Unintentional ambiance
A deeper black to the night

The fade sees, hollow eyes plead
It's mouth works, a soundless scream
The shade chokes, tries to breath
Forgot it's dead, it remembers death
Insubstantial hands grab my chest

Snow falls, the land in fog
A tree falls, unseen far off
A giant's step, shakes the earth
The shade reaches in, grips

My heartbeat, rushing thudding
Stops, fear's fingers tighten
Clench, stilling the drum