The Eternal Forest

Part I: The Entrance

         Alone, a girl walks down an empty street. She's silently crying. Trying to let go of the pain that has been casting her down for far too long. She doesn't know where she’s going, or how she's going to get there. She's just trying to get away from the inner demons she has been fighting. She turns from the monochrome world she is leaving behind. She enters a stretch of woods and doesn't look back.

Part II: The Surrounding Darkness

         The girl walks deeper and deeper into the woods until she wouldn’t be able to find her way out, even if she tried. She falls to her knees and lets out the scream that has been building up inside her.

Part III: The Old Tree

         It starts to rain. The girl climbs up into an old tree with huge branches that reach to the heavens and sleeps the night away. She feels content near the tree, and makes it her new home. The forest is beautiful and understanding and colorful. It helps her to forget the secrets she’s left behind. Here, the girl can almost laugh again.

Part IV: The Flautist

         Sometimes beautiful flute music drifts through the forest. The music is horrible and beautiful and sad and laughter and tears and life and death all at the same time. The girls searches the woods for the player of the music, but she can never find him.

Part V: The Lair

         Every day, hunters and horrible men with chainsaws and axes plow through the woods, threatening the girls tranquil hideaway. Her lair, where she forgets about it all. She scares the horrible men away anyway she can. But there are always more. They are pests that need to be exterminated. The woods become a place of danger to the outside world. To the girl, nothing exists accept for her, her beautiful tree, and the anonymous flautist.

Part VI: Moonlight

         In the moonlight, the horrible beautiful music drifts through the woods once again. Closing her eyes, the girl dances to the music, twirling in the dark. A ghost of who she had used to be, dancing with nothing but the nearly nonexistent moonlight to guide her dirty feet. The flautist steps out of the shadows of the darkness and finally reveals himself to the girl. He, too, is a ghost of who he once was, and he glides alongside the girl, both ignoring the secrets they haven’t totally forgotten. They are still there, floating in that moonlight, dancing together, from now until the end of Eternity.