The storyteller
Long ago, when the time was old and life had no light storytelling was wonderful. It gave hope to generations and allowed for many to feel entertained, even giving hope to many who enjoy listening to those magical words. However, there are stories that are not always so hopeful. There are many stories of horrors that have happened or may not have happened, you would never know from sitting there emerged with those luxurious words.
You heard of a stranger who told stories, silly to go to someone who decides to tell you stories when you could just read a book. Well, you heard that the stories that they tell are filled with magic and are ones that are given life by the way they speak. And here you are inside the same cabin, looking for that same person, and yet there was no one around. You shook your head and walked to something nearby, a cellphone? Why would that be out here in the middle of a forest with no signal? The sudden sound of coughing caught your attention and you turned to see someone sitting in that rocking chair. Your brows furrowed, wondering how such a person got there when the chair was empty not too long ago.
A groggy chuckle escaped the cloaked figure as they pointed towards the phone, you could tell from the voice that they were grinning, " You're interested in that old thing? Well, I recommend you not touch it for it comes. Come, I'm pretty sure you are confused, so I shall tell you the story behind that phone there. "With lips pressed thin, you walked over and sat there in front of the stranger and watched them.
"This happened not too long ago. A young woman targeted by a demon, not many believed her and even her boyfriend was skeptical at first. Did she live you ask? Well...you'll just have to listen to my story to find out if she did or not. "
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