Coldfall Woods (working title)

Section of narration for a short film I am currently writing

Never stray from the saged path of Coldfall Woods.  For the trees themselves bear eyes that watch and branches that groan and creak their betrayal.  The whispering wind sings of your journey and they lay in waiting; faces savaged with age and eyes glinting with expectations.  For everyone a fate and for every fate a sacrifice.  The mother soil gives us life and what a joyous privilege to give it back. 

Reviews

[Zanne]

This is pretty good if you ask me, I could picture everything and even imagine a voic- over speaking your words in my head... You have me curios about that place now.

[GTTaylor]

Thank you very much, I am currently working on an anthology of short films based around pagan, druidic and celtic folk lore. This is some narration from the first in the anthology. Thank you for taking the time to comment I will keep you updated with sections as they go on :)

[Zanne]

I look forward to reading them