Small Aka Short Description Thingy For English Poem by Jess Terry

the trees loomed above me. Rustling their leaves, almost warning me like a dog raising its heckles. the empty pool, large and unused, sat amongst a maze of concrete. A tui called from behind that barrier, where i couldn't reach. The walls stretched towards the heavens, the ceiling hidden amongst the stars. The walls were made of trees, deprived of their leaves. the crunch of dead leaves beneath my feet brought small noises to this giants world. clouds encircled round the trees tips, obstructing the sun from view. Shadows followed me silently, slipping between trees. They encircled me, slowly moving closer, bringing a ring of darkness around me, pushing tightly and prodding my skin with long cold fingers. i fell to the leaves at my feet. the shadows fell upon me, darkness blurring my vision. A hand slipped through the darkness, offering itself to me. I fought through the dark to look at the hand. It was paled compared to the darkness, smooth and perfect. i took it. the shadows ran away and clouds retreated from the treetops like soliders after defeat. I still held the hand that had saved me, i looked up. The hands owner smiled at me. I smiled back at him. The world had bloomed with colour once again.

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