Once upon a time, amidst a dark forest with trees so huge, and branches so sharp, no one ever dared to walk through it after the last ray of sun died.
Two towns were seperated by this dark forest, that was famous for its stories of mysterious voices at night, and strange deaths of people who never made their way out of the forest.
“Grandpa, why are we cancelling our trip to Starol Festival?” The boy said with his face puffed up, and ears turning scarlet red.
“No, Bunny. We can’t go there now. The sun has already set, and it’s better to stay here than cross this forest.”
“But why Grandpa? The trees won’t eat us! Why is everyone frightened of this forest?” The boy kicked the ground with furstration.
“Trees won’t eat us, but there’s someone in there who will.” The coldness in Grandpa’s words ran a chill through Bunny’s spine.
“It all started when I was just like you, a little boy ready for adventure anytime, may it be day or night, I was ready with my bagpack!
“But one day the town was filled with rumors of my friend’s father and his friends going missing. He was supposed to cross the forest and reach the other town, but he never did. Out of them all, just one survived and got back with his feet all shaking and body all cold.
“He kept murmuring words like “Knife… She ate ’em… She killed ’em…” But he lived no longer than two days. Since then all the town people had it forbidden to cross the forest after sunset. And we should follow the rules. If you don’t want to be eaten to death.”
The story gave Bunny creeps, and he moved closer to his Grandpa and held his shirt with his grip tight.
“Who ate them, Grandpa?” He asked with his shaky voice.
“We call her ‘The Knife Queen'”
(Co conceptualized by Miss Dark Ji)