It walked through the forest. It saw a glow in the distance. It walked closer to the glow, a clump of dirt held together by roots. It stepped to the edge of the forest. It saw a wood cabin. Yes. It walked to the cabin. It heard a shout, the sound of glass crashing on the floor and the sound of someone shushing another as it walked up to the window.
Whispers.
Sound of a chest being opened.
Minutes Later, a boy, with silver armor stepped out of the door. He had a turquoise sword. It looked down to the boy, for he was about three times taller than him. It could see a turquoise shirt colar poking out of his chest plate.
It dropped the pile of dirt.
It opened its mouth.
It let out a terrible screech, at a pitch only dogs should be able to hear.
It tensed a muscle in its head, and saw the deletion of the bright lavender light coming from its eyes, bouncing of the boys armor.
The boy went cross eyed. Confused.
The boy went stiff.
A purple light glowed around him at his skin turned dark, and he grew much, much taller. Then, with the sound of wind, he vanished.
Can you guess who I am? I'm always watching . . . ~E