It had been days since you last saw it,
And it had been playing in your mind,
You found this absence... this silence disturbing,
Sure you were glad that you had not seen it ,
But you were confused as to why it had not appeared in a relatively long time,
You were on your way home as you walked through the forest,
you felt a cold chill run down your spine,
you froze,
You slowly turned your head until your eyes met the gaze,
The gaze of two red and yellow eyes,
They were there for only a moment,
After which the eyes vanished,
A strange sense of fear and calm washed over you,
Fear from seeing when you weren't tired,
Calm for seeing the lone walker and knowing that the silence, in some twisted way, was over.
