The Midnight air was cool and crisp and the night deathly quiet. The only sound was that of the wind blowing through the Autum trees. It was like music to the red head's ears. Her emerald eyes looked up at the full moon in the sky, pale white skin glowing in the pale light, As she wondered if her wish was granted so many years ago. If he had been reborn in a new life and if he remembered her, she shook the thought of him out of her head and continued walking. Her bare feet hitting the ground softly as she approached her quiet destination. A pond of Black ice shined in the moon light like polished onyx. Stopping at the pond she looked ahead removing her hood to look at a Grave stone that she had made for her dear friend thousands of years ago. The wind tousled her hair making it look like a glowing fire, As she moved forward stepping onto the ice but did not feel the cold chill it gave. She walked to the stone placing her hand on it, her head down. "I'm so sorry Kozmotis it's all my fault that you died", she said looking up at it with tears in her emerald eyes, "I should of tried harder to protect my self but instead you died for me, i wish you lived and not me, I didn't think that..", she paused tears falling from her eyes. She reached in to her messenger bag pulling out some nightshade and placing it in front of the grave. " I have lived for too long" she said to herself quietly. She stood looking down at her beloveds grave. " i shall see you again, mark my words...", looking at the moon and seeing that devils night was almost over and Halloween was about to begin. She turned on the black ice and began walking back toward the dark forest. Pausing at the edge of the pond then turned her head looking over her shoulder and said softly to none " I'll see you soon Boogeyman". And with that she left not knowing that the Moon had plans for her, And Her Boogeyman.
The Ginger walked into her old cottage, Old but beautiful none the less. It was an Old Medieval style wood cottage in the middle of the dark woods. Hand carved wood with Celtic knots. She took off her Cloke and placed on the hanger by the door then proceeded over the fire. She grabbed an old wooded chair and placed it in front of the fire-place and sat watching the flames dance. She let her mind wonder, Thinking about the good olden times she had with Kozmotis, Dancing together under the stars. Scaring children watching them run away while they laughed like lunatics and telling scary stories to frighten each other. " I remember when i sang to him, every night under the stars as he would lay on my lap, and oh how he would sing to me while we danced in the moon light", She said to her self. Tonight was the night, the anniversary of her beloveds death. " Oh how i wish you could be with me"said she to none as she stood up and headed to her bed room. As she was walking she took off her dress and replaced it with a short black nightgown, And layed down on her bed turning off the lights in the process. Laying there in the dark staring at the ceiling waiting for sleep to take her away from this horrid world. As her mind drifted off in to her land of dark dreams she said softly " I miss you boogeyman, I hope you havent forgotten me,". She smiled at the name she gave him back in the dark age and drifted to sleep.
"oh Morgana how could he ever forget you" said a voice softly
Ok this is my first story and I am not a good writer. Please tell me what you think and maybe give me so ideas?