Moonlit Secrets

d by time. For me, it was supposed to be a haven for a new beginning far from the noise and chaos of city life. I had moved to Silver Hollow right before the di

hat I felt some kind of unexplainable pull, as if the tree itself was calling out to me. As I approached the tree, the air grew c

l. It looked ancient, with swirling lines seemingly replicating the form of a crescent moon cradling an eye. I traced the

e if anybody was within earshot. Then I moved for

was that weight in the air, an almost palpable presence, which ran a shiver down

ze, straining my eyes to see through the thickening gloom. "Hello?" My voice sounded s

es. Bracing themselves, I made a cautious step to the area the shadow had vanished

hin

, almost undetectable, carried on by the wind. I couldn't make out the words, but the sound sent a c

my voice trembling. But even while speakin

ed back inland towards the town, but it seemed like the oak tree was watchi

nally managed to push the dark chill off me. I looked back at the woods one last time. Fa

he tree line, but it had vanished by the time I blinked. "What the ......" I hastened my footste

locking the door behind me. I couldn't help but feel that whate

it seemed,

r loved to hum while she worked in the garden, her hands always filled with dirt. My father on the other hand, though often busy with work since he decided to work from home, still had time to

e and simple, until the

en dimming of the light made us pause. My father laughed it off, saying it was probably ju

ht and headed toward the basement while my mother followed, Luca

d calling out for my parents, but it was unanswered. I finally worked up the courage to go to the basement. I grabbed a flashlight and held my litt

rents wer

ble glow on the concrete. There was no sign of struggle, just a

when I heard Lucas scream so loud upstairs. I ran up the stairs as fast as I could but by the time I got there, he was gone too. I