Thought I'd take a new spin and write something a little more familiar to me: a short narrative. (Even though I normally write long narratives). Don't forget to read my "Abstract Distraction" post, I've gotten no comments yet! Okay, here goes...
Brown wilderness surrounded the small, fluttering silhouette. Raising its arm, it cast an eerie, branch-like, black shape amongst the millions of other branches, real or imaginary. The figure looked around; clods of dirt stuck to trunks and a very morbid looking vine clung to the cluttered forest-floor, but not a sound or living thing lay in sight (besides the trees). Revealing herself to what she now realized was a miniscule beam of light coming from the canopy, her features became clear: dark, chiseled facial features, large, bulbous nose, short black hair that hung scraggly and rather messy, and a sharp, jutting jaw, that looked like it would fit Judge Judy and her speaking persona better than this measly, ill-cared-for young girl. A sound emerged from the right, startling her, causing the poor girl to lose her already too loose pants, and quickly, she rushes to snatch them up and prepare for the source of the noise, whatever it may be. But, it never comes. She swivels several unproductive times, but finds nothing, save a few more clumps of dirt on her blackened feet.
A scream ricochets from above to the ground, and back up again, and some sort of winged creature swoops down. The girl is out for the count, but it hadn't been the bird that took her over...