Abandoned (Work in Progress) - Annie's English Story II [Any tips, please comment below]
Frost clung to the trees of the Caledonian Forest. Louder than the rustling of the woodland creatures, the interruption fo the roiling clouds bashing together broke the silence of the serene, picturesque scene. Reverberating throughout the forest, the wind whistled through any cracks it's groping, freezing fingers, could find. The taste of fear hung around the atmosphere like a cloud, stifling any signs of life in it's impenetrable folds. Fresh, crisp snow adorned every available area. Except for the tree. It would have been taller than the other trees, despite the factor that the bark was twisted and crippled a third of the way up the tree. It was almost as if if it were alive, it would have been hamstrung. But why this tree wasn't festooned with snow was a mystery. If a tree could look enigmatic, this towering piece of nature would win first prize. Yet deeper into this seemingly endless copse of trees was a clearing. A pond dominated this break of trees, ...