Into The Light

I was running through the forest. The sky was dark and the stars were gleaming. The full moon was shining toward me.

This is the time I’m the strongest. The moon gives me more energy then the sun. I don’t know why.

It doesn’t matter though.

I heard a whisper, as I halted and turned around. Whispers filled my ears. A gust of wind whipped them away.

These weren’t human whispers. They were from the trees.

Once the gust of wind stopped, the whispers filled my ears again.

Swarming around me, they only repeated single words. They were never really ones to tell stories.

“Alaska. Capture. Aaron.” Whispered sets of trees.

What are they talking about?

A blooming cherry blossom tree waved in the moonlight, catching my attention.

The blossoms moved creating almost a pattern. The northern lights.

Aaron’s in Alaska.