The Beginning

The forest was dark and quiet, almost as worse than the blazing fires and the cries of tortured people. Chills crept around under the lone girl's skin. Her breath wheezed as she slowed down to jogging and her cheeks and eyes stung from the floods of salty liquid. She had stopped crying, thus she had no more tears to cry out. 
    Frequently she looked over he shoulders, making sure no one had followed her and she hurried on her steps. No idea where she would go, no idea what she would do next. The girl kept on going, focusing only on getting as far away as she could. She could still hear the screams and the shapes of the flames dancing in front of her gaze. 
    The forest opened up in a clearing and the girl stopped dead in her tracks. Before her stretched a green meadow out, surrounded by forest that formed an almost perfect circle. In the very middle of the meadow stood a lonely black tree. Have I really come this far? The girl thought surprised, recognizing the place. 
    She walked towards the black and dead tree. It was said to be cursed, a passage from this world to the land of the dead, created when a lighting stuck down in the once mighty oak. The oak had burned black and naked, like the house and the people from earlier. All trees around the black oak had crumbled and died, leaving this big hole in the forest. Even the grass didn't dare to grow too tall, pointing the girl's one bare foot. She had lost a shoe and a sock in the struggle when she tried to flee. 
    Stopping right in front of the tree, the girl looked at the rough surface. She reached out a trembling hand, tempted to touch it. Tales told that whoever touched it would be sucked into the tree, falling right down in the arms of the Devil. What would it matter to her? Folk hunted her, wanting to kill her and she had noplace safe to go to. It wasn't like she had any bright future anyways, why not just end it there. Quickly, she flicked her hand and it brushed on the tree's burnt trunk, leaving trace of black soot on the fingertips. The girl froze, stared intensily at the tree and waited, but nothing happened.
    Scowling, the girl tried again but recieved the same result. With an irritated grunt, she knocked harshly on the black wood. This time, she heard the echo of her knockings bounce inside the trunk, as if it was hollow inside. Tilting her head, the girl went around the tree to investigate it closer. When not finding anything interesting, she attempted to knock on it again when it suddenly burst into flames. The girl yelped and stumbled backwards and fell down of her butt. Almost as fast as it had light up, the flames shrunk and disappeared, leaving the tree as it had been before, but with another figure next to it.
    A tall man with long black hair and and a black crown stood before her, staring down at her with dark eyes. His face were beautiful, with smooth skin and elfish features, but expressionless. He were nothing than a long bit of silk wrapped around his shoulder and waist and a pair of bright wings were attached to his back. The girl stared up at him with gaping mouth, not managing to make any sound. 
    The man examened the girl up and down. "You knocked..." he finally said with a smooth and pleasant voice. 
    Slowly the shock let go of the girl and she swallowed "Y-yes..." she stuttered, her whole body trembling "But... I don't...you see..."
    "You've run far" 
    "How'd you know?"
    The corner of his mouth twitched and the girl saw a vague smile on his lips for a few seconds. "I saw you" he said and tilted his head "And all those evil actions of these men..."
    Her heart started pounding harder inside the girl's chest and the blood buzzed in her ears. Anger started to creep up on her when she remembered the "evil actions" he was talking about.
    "Aah, yes" the man hummed and another smile spread on his lips and this time it didn't disappear "You hate them. You want revenge on them."
    "Of course I want!" She hissed and glared at him "They burned down my home, and killed-..." her voice broke. With clenched jaws, she forced back the coming wave of tears.
    The man looked at her, still with that evil smile on his face. It annoyed the brunette. Why was he smiling? It was an horrible thing that had happened! She hated all those people who had ruined her life, but she hated the man before him even more. "Stop smiling, you...Devil!" she spat, raising clenched fist in a threatening manner. 
    A cruel laughter left the man's mouth. It triggered chills to run down the girl's spine, making her take a step backwards. The before smooth and pleasant voice had taken an unpleasant turn.  His beautiful face twisted, his smile turned into a evil grin and a fire had been lit in his eyes, revealing their true blood red color. They stared intesily at her, making her quake and wanting to run away. But she couldn't. If it was her fear freazing her in place, or if she managed to be determined enough to not leave, she did not know. "I can help you with that, brave girl" the man said and sniggered "I can give you the revenge you want"

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I saw a deviation where the artist had made a series where they'de drawn a pic and then wrote a short scene or whatever to. Or at least what it seemed like and I thought Hey, that sounds fun! so now I think I'm gonna try doing my own, let's see how it goes!

However, I like how I started on this drawing thinking I'd try drawing backgrounds and really put down time to it, but then ended in covering it all with mist, ahahha. You kno what, fuq forests and backgrounds. Also fuq wings, like wtf are they good for? flying? pffffffffffffffffff!