Behind The Trees Novels & Stories

she said and I nodded, still confused about why we were standing here. “This tree was doing so well, beautiful and fruitful, until evil struck and it's slowly started eating the tree,” “What are you talking about?” I asked, wondering if Sabrina was alright. “Go, take a look at the back,” she said pointing at the tree. I went to the back of the Tree as instructed and I immediately understood what she meant but had no idea what that had to do with me. The back of the tree was dying, decaying slowly with worms eating its body. Its leaves were brown, unlike the leaves at the front.

In spite of the fact that the hide stood up on the back of his neck, he had a feeling that anything was there, he required to see it alone. Pushing his nose through a push of damp sword plants, he saw he had come to a little clearing. A single ancient maple tree with clears out greater than his paws stood in the center, somewhat covered up by the fog. The ground around it was secured in thick green greenery and a few takes off that were fair starting to drop. The bizarre sound was coming from the other side of the tree.

Finally, the van came to a stop in front of a turn off the dirt road leading to a thick canopy of trees. "According to Ted, there's a number of men positioned behind those trees. Let's have a cover of dust," I said. Miguel leaped out of the vehicle from the front seat and with a loud thud, hit the ground with his feet, sending a large dust cloud 30 ft into the air, giving us ample cover. "We begin now," I said. Alessandro picked up his phone and a few seconds later, "now," he said. Soon, I began to hear the sound of the wind howling beside the truck as the dust began to rise further and spread outwards. The van began to move slowly and lined with the dust cloud.

In the end, I just ran around the quarters, heading for the backyard. Kaleb's voice kept on sounding further and further as I passed by the swimming pool and got near the first line of trees. The mansion sat on a vast piece of land, with the well-mowed backyard stretching into a man-made forest with every sort of tree. Once I was sure he wasn't following me, I just dropped on the leaves-covered ground and leaned on the bark of a pine tree.

*Bexley* A pair of eyes stares at me from between two large trees in the middle of the dense forest behind our house. I stare right back, squinting through my binoculars to try to get a better look. I’ve never seen a female white-tail quite so large. I wish I could get a little closer so I could see her markings more clearly, but she’s hidden well behind the leaves of the trees, and it’s clear she’s spotted me. If I make one wrong move, she’s likely to bolt away, leaving me standing here staring at nothing but dense foliage. Still, I’m not seeing much at this angle, so perhaps I should hazard moving a little nearer.

“I never meant to stay behind. She closed her eyes. “I never meant to stay behind. The second you turned to go, it was like a hand on the back of my neck, shoving me toward the trees. Telling me there were roots out there I needed, that I had to go right then.”

This time sounding like it was being carried away by the wind to my ears, making sure only I heard it. Behind us, the men were closing in. tired and frustrated. I stopped running, panting and balancing with a tree. The wind picked up, the leaves rustled and something I never thought I would ever see in my entire existence happened. The tree or shall I say. The whole forest came awakened.

Jake As I stood in the center of the clearing, the cool, crisp scent of the surrounding pine trees enveloped me, their fragrance mixing with the earthy undertones of damp soil. The towering pines formed a natural shade, their thick trunks stretching skyward like ancient sentinels. Sunlight filtered through the dense canopy, casting dappled shadows that danced on the forest floor.

Celina affirmed. Our path led us to a clearing bathed in the soft glow of moonlight. In the center stood a cluster of ancient trees, their trunks scarred by the tendrils of darkness. The forest's magic was slowly healing them, but the corruption's touch still lingered. "These trees are resilient," Alder observed. "They're fighting to reclaim their purity." I approached one of the trees, placing my hand against its bark. I could feel its life force pulsating beneath my touch, a testament to its unwavering spirit.

"Behind." Jordan led Aliana toward the back of the tree with a mysterious smile. Hmm? Is there anything behind this? I was very familiar with this place, and I had also been to see it before. It was just a forest. But Jordan led her inside, twisting and turning, until they arrived at a vast open land. There were only a few trees over there. Unlike other trees that naturally grow on the mountain, those few were still somewhat thin and weak. But Jordan stopped in front of these few trees.