The moons light flooded down, casting an eerie light on the beautiful woman. Her hair fell down around her in thick, silky waves of pale blue. Her eyes cast off in the distance, as if something important was happening, and she didn't want to miss anything. I was captivated by her unadulterated beauty, her lips curved into a small seductive smile. I couldn't take my eyes away from her. I felt a growing fixation within myself, rising. It was strange, I hadn't thought of anybody, like this before.
I found myself drifting off during the day, and just thinking about her. She was graceful, soft, and unique. I felt compelled to follow her, but I'd always stay hidden. I had, this feeling that I had too keep within, the safety of the surrounding forest. I would follow from a few feet behind, making sure I was silent. It wasn't always easy staying with her. She would weave in, and out of view. I couldn't keep her in my sight at all times.
But, the night never made it easy, either. I preferred going at night, but then again I didn't really have a choice. I only could find this mysterious woman at night. She was obsessed with the roses. I would often draw her holding them delicately to her chest. She seemed depressed, I felt like she was waiting for somebody. I don't now why, but the way she scanned the area around her. She would eventually cast her eyes off into the sky, and vanish. I wasn't sure she was human. I was beginning to think she was a lost soul.
I smiled, I hadn't seen her smile in the short time I've seen her. I brushed back my redish-brown hair. I leaned forward from my crouched position. Only to loose my balance, and tumble to my butt, I let out an accidental squeal. I hushed, and strained my ears to hear. I sighed, and relaxed after about five minutes. However, I was always the unlucky one. I felt a tug on the back of my shirt. I was being dragged to my feet.
I was in a state of shock. I turned my head so I could look into the unfriendly face of the beautiful women. I knew that deep down I was in trouble.