Fall's Shadow

     The leaves came down that brisk Fall evening. The colors Glowing in the cool dimming sun. Steam rises from the ground like a ghostly fog. As I relax on my porch, I discern something mysterious in the distance. A shadowy figure lurking in the Trees. I sense Its eyes following my every move. It's body looming over the brush immortalizing its imposing size. As I lose focus overwhelmed by its immensity my focus is snapped back as the beasts lumbers out from behind its concealment. There it was in all of its horrific glory a monsters beast with wolf-like features but a man like body gnarled and torn. with patches of fur and skin mixing like hell's checkerboard. As fear seized my body I couldn't move I couldn't breathe all I could do was think. my thoughts racing what could this be. then there it was in my thoughts this was no ordinary beast or monster it was a Skinwalker

-U.N.Owens