Village Hidden In The Leaves の小説・ストーリー

But then there was silence. I saw a big tree not far away from me, so I crawled over there with my meager belongings and hid behind it. My leg started to bleed really fast and that was when I saw that the gash was immensely deep and the pain I felt started to be real. I could not see much but I could make out the blood that was already all over the floor. Shit. The. I heard voices. They were near and they were talking. “Why would she be the only person not around now? And why is the alpha king making this mandatory?” One said. I clutched my hands to my chest in fear of being caught.

Icarus muttered, eyes locked on the thick fog ahead. I didn’t respond. I had no breath left, no words. Just the certainty that we had to keep moving. The Black Ridge rose on the horizon like a curse. A cluster of mountains dark as coal, surrounded by trees with twisted trunks and eternally dry leaves. And among them, the village: Moss Hollow.

I asked while he looked around. “Wicked,” he mumbled. “How did I not know about this?” I smirked, catching up with his whispered words. “Most people don’t know about this. It was purposefully hidden. Though it’s amazing how whoever created this managed to hide it behind large leaves and vines, given it’s larger than usual tree houses.” George seemed too fascinated by the house to deign a reply. I didn’t mind the lack of response, used to his silence after spending a lot of time with him.

I start to slow down, allowing a bit more distance between us. Damian stops, waiting for me to catch up. “You look pale.” “I’m fine.” “You’ve been saying that all day.” I brush past him, pushing forward. “It’s just a long journey. I’m tired. That’s all.” He gently catches my arm. “Selena.” I pull my arm away. “I said I’m fine.” He lets me go, but I can feel his eyes on me. --- The village appears as dusk settles in—a few stone huts, smoke drifting from chimneys, and a garden tucked against the mountain. An old woman waits at the gate, her hair white, hands folded, with sharp eyes that seem to assess me.

Getting down from the bike, I answered while fixing my cloak, “We will walk from here, Mr. It is safe to hide the bike here so that we can find it in an emergency.” Chuckling softly, Keir followed me. I was walking through the narrow and muddy path of the village when he spoke again from behind, closing the distance between us, “Emergency? What kind of emergency, M’lady?” Without looking back, I directly took the main path to the village fair. The village looked very ordinary but not poor. The houses were mostly two-storeyed and colourfully decorated. On the balconies of the majority of houses, beautiful and tempting women in revealing clothes were sitting and talking among themselves while

I brushed through her beautiful brown hair, playing with some strands of it. The streets of my hometown, the falling leaves, I could vividly see it before me, as I stood on the highest hill of the village and overlooked the town, which opened in all its glory and secrets in front of me. When I had first found my favourite secret spot, I had been in awe, almost forgetting the world, my messy parents, my brothers, all my problems - I had almost left it all behind me.

She walked a few steps to the left and looked over her shoulder at Luke, "Babe, remember how Asteria's cottage was always hidden behind the curtain of greenery?" At that, I walked closer to the canopy of trees she was walking toward. In the whole realm, this was the only odd space. Of all the trees I saw until now, not one of them had a leaf dangling from it. But here, a bunch of vines with numerous, black leaves were snaking all over the place, probably hiding the view beyond.

She said, as she began to eat. We ate along with her, and halfway through the food, we decided it was the right time to ask. “We came here to search for a certain leaf that is rumoured to revive those who are almost past reviving. We…” Lucas began, but she raised a hand. “You don't even need to name the leaf, or stress yourself about it. This place already knows what you're here for, and what you want. When you go beyond our village, you will arrive at the pure forest; since you are worthy enough to get there, whatever you're looking for will present itself to you without you having to lift a finger.” She said, chewing slowly.

Jack exclaimed slowly and low. The village, usually a place of tranquility, appeared to hold its breath in response to the tense atmosphere. All around, the old trees swayed gently, casting shadows that danced on the earth beneath. The village's residents, who knew little of the situation unfolding before them, observed with curiosity from a distance. As time stretched on, the silence was broken by only the soft rustle of leaves and the distant whispers of birds. Jack watched Elizabeth from behind the door, recognizing the determined spirit in her eyes. Samantha's secret had been well-kept, but it now hung on the edge of discovery.

Eve… She froze. The others didn’t seem to hear it. “Eve?” Luca’s voice was low, concerned. She blinked, shaking off the sensation. “I’m fine.” But she wasn’t. Something was waiting for her in the shadows. And it had been expecting her. ________________________________________ The First Encounter The abandoned village appeared through the fog, its ruined houses standing like silent ghosts in the night. The scent of decay clung to the air, mixed with something ancient… something wrong.