Writing prompt: You wake up in an enchanted forest….
She woke up feeling weird. She felt like things were out of place. The good thing was that she had slept better than she had in a long time. She didn’t even want to open her eyes. It wasn’t until a weird smell hit her nose that she realized she couldn’t hold off the inevitable. Slowly, she opened her eyes. Immediately she knew something was very wrong.
She was laying in the dirt surrounded by trees in every direction. The place was very calming and peaceful sounding and smelling, but she wasn’t supposed to be here. How did she get here? One moment she was at her best friend’s birthday party. The next she was going to her car and her world went black.
She had to think. She had to remain calm. Panicking would get her nowhere. She had to think. Let all her critical thinking courses come in handy for once. She took a good long look around her. There was nothing really to see but trees and ground. Occasionally a rabbit would bounce by her and a bird would fly over her head.
She couldn’t help but really appreciate the beauty surrounding her. She lived in the city where there weren’t really many trees around at all. There were too many buildings. There were many trees in the parks, but there were only a few parks around her. As she was pondering on the differences, she noticed something that shocked the breath out of her. The leaves on the trees were turning colors.
She sat mystified and watched as they went from green to blue to purple to pink. She couldn’t make any sense of it. It was like she had been transported into another world entirely. She knew that trees weren’t supposed to do this. It reminded her of a movie she once saw where this girl fell into a hole and was transported into a world unlike anything she’d ever experienced. That didn’t happen to her. At least not that she can remember. She wished she knew what happened!
Milena jumped. She quickly glanced around. She didn’t see anybody, but the voice that was in her head was loud. She didn’t know what to do or how to react. She decided that the best course of action was to hide and hope for the best.
There’s nowhere to hide that I can’t find you. This is my forest, my pet. And you… are my keeper.
“I’m sorry…. Your what?”
You are my keeper. You are destined to help maintain me and my forest for all time.
“What do you mean? Surely you had somebody else here before if that’s the case. Why can’t they do it?”
They have left this world, sadly. When they did, the forest chose the next keeper. You.
“I don’t understand.”
Of course you don’t. That’s completely understandable. You will, my child. In time. You can also choose a mate to live here with you if you wish.
“A mate. That’s kind of barbaric.”