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The Dark Woods

"Uncovering the Cursed Secrets of the Dark Woods"

By Tamil Selvi Published 3 years ago 3 min read
The Dark Woods
Photo by Michael Mouritz on Unsplash

Deep in the heart of the dense, dark woods, a small, isolated village lived a family of two sisters named Sheka and Rina. They lived in a small, rustic hut on the outskirts of the village, surrounded by towering trees and the sounds of nature.

Sheka and Rina were close, inseparable sisters who did everything together. Their parents had passed away when they were young, leaving them alone to fend for themselves. They grew up learning the ways of the forest, gathering herbs and berries, and hunting for food.

One evening, as the sun began to set, the two sisters returned home from a day of hunting. They cooked a warm meal and sat down to eat, as the darkness of the night enveloped them. Suddenly, a loud knocking on the door interrupted their peaceful dinner.

Sheka went to answer the door, but as she opened it, there was nobody there. Confused, she looked around, but all she could see was the dense forest and the sounds of the night. She closed the door and returned to the table, dismissing it as nothing more than a figment of her imagination.

As the night progressed, strange things began to happen. Objects started moving on their own, and eerie whispers filled the room. The sisters felt an unnatural presence that they couldn't shake off. They tried to ignore it, but it only grew stronger.

The next day, the sisters ventured deep into the forest to gather some medicinal herbs. As they walked, they noticed something strange. The trees were scarred with symbols they had never seen before. As they continued, they stumbled upon an abandoned, decrepit hut.

The hut was small and dilapidated, but it felt familiar to them. As they entered, they were met with an eerie silence. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through the hut, extinguishing the small flame that flickered in the corner.

In the darkness, they heard a faint whisper, "Sheka, Rina, you must leave. This place is cursed." The sisters looked at each other, both with a sense of fear and curiosity. The voice was unmistakably that of their mother, who had passed away many years ago.

They quickly left the hut and headed back to their own home. But, as they walked, they felt an unnerving presence following them. It was as if something was watching their every move.

As they entered their hut, the presence became even stronger. They could hear the sound of footsteps and the shuffling of objects. Suddenly, they saw the apparition of their mother standing before them, with a grave look on her face.

"Sheka, Rina, I have been cursed. My spirit is trapped, and I cannot rest. You must break the curse, or we will be doomed forever," their mother spoke with a pained voice.

The sisters were shocked and afraid, but they knew they had to help their mother. They went deep into the woods, searching for answers. As they walked, they found a small, hidden clearing. In the center of the clearing, there was an ancient stone altar with an ornate chest on top of it.

Without hesitation, the sisters opened the chest and found a strange, glowing amulet. As they touched it, a blinding light enveloped them, and they felt the curse being lifted. They returned home, and to their amazement, their mother's spirit was no longer trapped.

From that day on, the sisters lived in peace, free from the curse that had haunted them. But, the woods surrounding their home remained an eerie place, filled with mysteries and stories of the past. The sisters knew that they had unlocked a secret that nobody else in the village knew. They kept it to themselves, knowing that some secrets are best left unshared.

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