You're a mean one..

Haunt Me

The air was laden with moisture. Every available niche was crammed with flora and fauna. In here were herbs and plants that could cure, also those that could kill with indecent efficiency. In this place you could forget the colour of the sky, once under the canopy there was only shades of green, brown and white, mixed into an obscure painting. The sweat on her skin sat there and ran down like condensation on a window pane. It was cold but humid. Everything was to big for pomegranate orbs, the vines, the branches, the insects, the predators. There was no path the babe could find and the light was failing. It was never quiet. The noises that were fascinating earlier now felt threatening. The vines had taken on the appearance of snakes and every shadow was a crouching jaguar. Her mind races to attach a creature to each noise and always leaps to the most deadly thing it could be first. Panic wrapped its claw around her heart and mind like a leopard, squeezing, penetrating every fiber of her being as adrenaline pumped like gasoline to a fire. The voices she heard did nothing but increase the fear pouring through her veins however her expression betrayed no such thing. Remorseless. Stone cold. Parted, voluptous lips left place for nothing but air as her vocal chords refused to produce any sound. Refused? No. Unable. She was unable to vocalise her thoughts due to fear.