Forest of Fading Secrets

The forest was ancient and full of memory.
The trees stood like stone pillars of a great cathedral,
with a high ceiling of withering branches.
The thick branches blocked out all light,
concealing the forest in eternal twilight.
The eerie silence echoed in the stillness.
A thin mist drifted in an unnatural breeze, dampening the carpet of fallen leaves.
The leaves seemed to whisper in the breeze, like a song between the trees.
Any warmth was long forgotten;
Mystery lurked behind every shadow.
Here I shall dwell,
on the edge of night,
bound to the life of the trees,
wandering through shade and shadow,
until the forest of secrets fades away.