"He had seen the tree before, countless times, and each time the feeling of terror engulfed his form. He shivered, and trembled before it. Its presence was felt deep within, as if it could suck out his very life force as well as the light around it. The ground before it was decayed, with cracks in the earth. Nothing lived near its branches or roots. There was stillness, an irreverent silence that seemed out of place with a living forest."
...I can see already how much of a challenge this is going to be, not just to write the words, but to write something meaningful and worthy. My basic plot stems around a character called Matt Drake, a homeless man down on his luck. He keeps having dreams (or, I should rather say, nightmares) about The Black Tree, and drowns out the visions and reality around him with alcohol. However, he's soon to meet Anouska, a quirky female with spiky, blonde hair - and his real journey will begin...
...not giving much away, here, and I don't plan on giving out the whole plot in this blog. It's just here to whet your appetite, and show you my progress. More blogs soon, as I say, I hope to add more to this weekly! Or whenever I write...
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