Dread

Treasca froze feet rooted to the spot a very tall willow thin man walked out from the shadows of a very tall oak. His hair looked nearly like moss, and their seemed to be things growing in his hair. He turned his head this way and that regarding her like a dog trying to understand its owner speaking.

"A fae? Fae.....fae....fae...We know fae." The creature knelt as he spoke voice very whispy. It sounded like wind almost, and made Treasca shutter.

"Yes, do you know where they are?" Treasca asked wrapping her arms around herself. Something about him was giving her the creeps.

"Are...Are...I know where they....are?" He said nearly like a question. She took a step back. He hadn't offered her violence yet, but he didn't seems to be quite right either. He took two very long steps forward. The moonlight revealed more of his features. Treasca let out a gasped of shock. He was green, and seemed to have actual sticks for limbs. He was nude, but seemed to be carved out of wood. His eyes shined like black coals in his face. He reached a hand out to her, and she screamed.

Two small boys stood up in the bushes watching Brenton with wary eyes. They seemed to be highly suspicious of everything around them. He cleared his throat, and said.

"Hello, I apologize if I frightened you. I was just curious. I spotted your camp from the road." Brenton said looking over their shoulders to where the others would soon come to investigate.

"No you didn't." One said eyes bright with intelligence. " You walked right up to us. You knew we where here." His twin nodded same intelligence in his identical eyes.

Brenton paused looks at them with admiration, and severe annoyance.

"Yes, I am was just curious why you where there." He said watching for movement.

" We are looking for our sister." One said the other elbowed him in the ribs to shut him up.

"I hope you find her. Do you need help looking?" Brenton asked a plan forming in his mind.

"No. We know where she is now." The bolder one said his eyes nearly angry. Brenton felt heat, and something very similar to dread boiling inside his stomach.