Alphabet.

A short time ago, not far from here, lived a young girl who wore
Brown ribbons in her hair. She lived in a small, run down
Cottage with her father.
“Don’t
Ever go into the forest alone” he warned her. But she knew no
Fear. So into the forest she
Goes, with her
Hair all done up in ribbons.
“I shall be okay”, she said to herself, “for I have all these birds and
Jack rabbits, and this great
Knife to protect me.” She was yet to
Lose her innocence, and her
Mother was never there to teach her the dangers of the forest. It wasn’t until the
Owls started calling that she realised it was
Past her home time. How
Quiet it has become! How dark it has become! She knows she must avoid the urge to
Run.
She knows she must keep
To the path, but her feet keep getting tangled in the
Undergrowth. And she pulls her
Velvet cape close around her and hopes there are no
Wolves near by. Wolves with their
X-ray vision, and their big, big claws. And she tries to
Yell for her father, and hopes the wolf is not
Zealous in the devouring of her virgin flesh.

- Dagger.