IceStormWolf

As the moon rose, the winds increased, darkening the trees until they swayed like black vines in the sky. Trees ringed the meadow, whipped and slashed at the starry sky, scarring the endless blue with invisible slashes. The sea of silver leeched of color by the full moon swayed under the stars. A single spot of interruption trembled in the grass, a girl, lie shivering in the cool autumn breeze. Grass bowed and twisted, tickling the girl's cheek, twisting with the long white hair that flowed around her. A white scar in a sea of silver, her dress pale sundress flowed and fluttered around her with the wind while her body lay cold and still. So