First thing i would like to say is please comment on whether you think this is good or not. secondly please have patience with me. Enjoy the second chappie
Dan stared at her dark frame and noticed, her mouth had been moving in the motion of words. Though he was nearby he could not hear the words, as he inched closer and stared in confusion he doubted she would hear. Once he was close enough to hear the her, he sat down and curiously tilted his head. He noted the dead plants around them were broken, rotten and dark. They looked as if they were fading away, not getting sunlight. In the shadows.
Soon her face began getting weary, and she was slouching. Finally the musical tone stopped, and she was speaking words that he could not understand. Her eyes searched around and she smiled at her artwork. The trees were now a light brown color. smal branches sprouted. CRACK. Her head jolted towards the origin of the sound. Her face scrunched up in anger as she backed away "You..." She spoke in a dark voice.
She backed away into the shadows, and he also noted two small silhouettes in the shape of a bird and small dog. He stood for a minute noting that his foot had hit a broken branch. He followed quietly until they had reached a small meadow. A small tombstone had lied in the center of all. Her eyes had faded a sick black color with red pupils. What frightened him, was not her eyes. The red liquid falling down on her pale cheeks was what caused him to gag. Blood. She was crying blood... Her voice stopped and he watched as she stared into the dark with a frown painted on her face.
She started to hum this time. A slow distorted version of the one she had been singing. Her voice had slowly turned from a loud beautiful melody into a hushed sobbing sound. Again she had stared, this time falling to the ground with a small crackle and a small flower growing next to the tombstone. The dried blood from her cheek had now disappeared along with the two shadowlike figures.
Dan, feeling a bit disturbed by the scene he had just watched, carried her carefully under a willow tree. He set her down and flinched when she let out a loud wail, and started sobbing. He started a small fire and watched as her face changed never changed. Wail.... sob.... sob.... "PLEASE..." She started to mumble quickly and her eyes fluttered open. She looked towards the fire. Nobody had been there.
In a panicing heap she lifted herself and ran towards her cave. Several times she had tripped, until she finally saw the opening. She looked at the large piece of crystal, only to see....