Dark Woods C F H

I have this story of the garden of evil I saw. Darkness called to me, I was drawn inwardly. Walking, a glimpse of beauty came into view. She intrigued me as to why she was inside. When I stepped in front of her she smiled. Not an ordinary smile, one of pure wickedness. She spoke to me calmly at first, as my eyes did view. Transformation began as her beauty faded inwardly. I swear to you that I felt like darkness had smiled. Her shape changed and now a devil my eyes saw. Beckoning me she said come with me inside. My soul captured my mind knew now wickedness. She told me that I was hers now as the demon smiled. That I had to take my place beside her in wickedness, Which the garden of evil was now placed inside. That the evil call had embedded my heart inwardly. As she took me aside to a mirror where I could view, What happened to me, undeniable is what I saw. I was changing outwardly, as well as inwardly. My eyes were blood red and horns came into view. I had become her male counterpart, we both smiled. Within a couple of moments, I was lost in wickedness. Then out of darkness other creatures came from inside. More and more demonic creatures are what I saw. She said, Meet our armies that mankind cast inside. That she had waited for me, again her lips smiled. Upon wave of her hand a mist came into view. It was me in previous form, yes, you were evil inwardly. Your whole mortal life you felt you had no wickedness. Suddenly I knew she was right, this was a prediction I saw. My destiny was sealed; garden of evil will keep me inside. A consort I will be to her evil heart, fulfilling wickedness. Thinking back in my dreams I could have changed what I saw. Though forever and beyond, darkness grows inwardly. As we held each other, a vision cast came into view. We looked deep into each other’s eyes and we smiled. What we both saw, within her womb something was inside. We knew we shared wickedness, as the birth came into view. Love, lust held inwardly, looking on, our baby demon just smiled. Note. This was part of a dream I had and I feel it was a release to write this to help me fight my personal demons that have always plagued my mind and dreams, maybe I watched to many horror movies when I was younger, I have seen almost all of them more than once