Hana walked swiftly and smoothly through the dense forest. Her eyes scanning the area for anything that could harm her, not that there was anything there. She had grown up in this forest and knew it from inside out. Here she had grown up alone. All by herself in the world this was all she had and all she knew. This was her life.
A small flower sprouted from a long vine that spread and made its way up the tall tree towards the light. The flower was a dark red bloodlike color. Smiling she reached up and stroked the soft smooth petals for a few seconds before continuing on. Leaving the small flower there.
Hana made her way over and around and occasionally through the large exotic plants, long endless vines, and sharp briers. Eventually she came to a clearing. A large crystal blue waterfall fell from a cliff above which split into many small ones that fell down into a deep crystal blue pond. Small fish darted away from the shallows edges of the pond as Hana approached it. Kneeling down she stared at her reflection smiling. Not knowing the outside world she thought she was the only one like herself that no one else existed.
She washed her face with the water and drank a little of it, too. After washing her face Hana stood up to her full height and dove into the cold water. Opening her eyes underwater she scanned the clear water for fish. A lone fish swan into her view. Out of place and completely naïve. A grin spread across her face before she took off under the water after it. The fish darted for a small hole in the rocks at the bottom of the pond. It never made it to there, Hana's hands were wrapped tightly around the fish as she began swimming for the surface. Her head broke the water's surface as she gasped for air and began wading to the edge the fish still in her grasp. Sliding up the rocks she threw the fish down onto the hard ground. It flipped around frantically in a hopeless effort to make it back to the water. Standing she walked over to the fish and picked up the tail before sitting down on the grass lining the waters edge. She began by ripping part of the fish off and eating the meat, and proceeded to rip the rest apart and continue eating. The fishes blood ran down her chin and soaked the grass and found its way into the pond turning the once crystal water that surrounded the edge of the pond to a blood-like color.
Once she finished her meal Hana approached the pond again and washed her blood stained clothes off in the water before putting the back on. She also washed the blood from her face and teeth before quietly leaving the clearing.
Hana slipped back into the forest and headed for one of the deepest areas. As she proceeded on the leaves and shrubs began to become denser and denser blocking any sunlight from entering. Shadows danced and leaped around as Hana continued through the forest. She knew this area all to well. She new where every shrub grew, where every vine hung from and where it lead to. She walked silently through the dark forest. Slipping through one last set of trees, under one more vine, and through one last bush. She was at her destination. A large tree stood in front of her and Hana jumped and made her way to the top. As she jumped up to the nest she had always slept in the sky was turning and aurora of different colors as the sun set and the moon crawled up the sky. The stars were coming out of hiding and the cicada's sung a beautiful melody. Hana curled up in the crib and the melody of the forest slowly lulled her to sleep.