100TC #16 - Night

I am back in business for the 100 Themes Challenge :D With university starting this week I'm not sure how long it will last though XD But oh well, I am going to try to publish as much as I can! So here number 16, based on the theme 'Night'. Enjoy and let me know what you think :)

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- NIGHT -

Dance of The Darkness

The night was dark, long and lonely. He could not sleep, he had tried but failed. He loved nature and happened to live in an isolated house in the middle of the woods. He got out of his bed and headed for the door. He did not bother about getting dressed; it was summer and it is not as if he was gonna cross paths with anyone in the deep woods at this time of night. 

It was a full moon, and so even if he was in the middle of the forest, he could still see more than usual because of the moonlight. He decided to go for the main trail, but he felt like going off-trail eventually. He did not care where to, he just wanted to walk in the forest, among the nature, feel it.

The air was warm and nice and the soil was soft under his bare feet. He was wandering the trail in the woods, listening to the various sounds of nature; the crickets, the leaves rustling in the wind, the hooting of the owls, etc. He kept walking forwards, as if something was calling to him. Something in the darkness. He had been walking for a while, so much he reached the end of the trail, yet he decided to keep moving forward.

He was now into a very deep part of the forest, one that did not have any trail. That is the part he loved the most; he felt more connected with nature in the unexplored areas. It was dark and he could barely see anything apart from what he could make out of the pale glow of the moonlight. He did not care though, he did not need to see, feeling was all he was interested in.

As he was moving forwards, he could feel the leaves and plants getting thicker around his legs. It was as if they were trying to get a grip on him. This feeling got stronger as he was walking, until he had to stop walking completely; the leaves preventing him to take a step further. The plants had taken a firm grip on his legs and the vines were escalading on his body, going upwards on his legs and trying to reach to his torso. He did not try to fight it, he actually liked the sensation of the vegetation taking over his body. Some vines started to take a grip around his arms, and in a matter of minutes he was completely buried in vines, plants and leaves. They had taken over his body and started penetrating him. It was a slow process, but his body was fusing with the plants, with the nature, with the forest. It was not painful, to the contrary it was the most ecstatic sensation he had ever felt. 

For how long did he stay there, no one could tell. But he was now one with the forest. The forest had swallowed him completely, and he was reborn as a part of it. His human body was no more, but his consciousness remained. He felt fantastic, the best he had ever felt. He was reborn, and this new life is what he always dreamed of. 

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(C) 2015 Hope Alexander aka David Giroux for the text

Unknown artist for the illustration