CHAPTER DXCXXIX

(PERFECTION)

PROUD, high and in total glee. Beatrice skips her way into the woods, dancing occasionally as she hums the eerie melody that somehow becomes her own tune.

“There is one naughty woodpecker.”

The old told eerie song goes with the same story behind it.

“I will be loyal towards you, My Lady.”

She giggles, remembering those words and the little flattering gesture that Kyle did. Making her heart, her sinister and dark heart jumps with joy. Having her first little pun in somewhat a three-player chess that she is insisting to have and to play against the two beings.

“Exhilarating.”

Her laugher echoes, singing and continually looping the little old told song with her angelic voice. But unlike the pure one which the birds and the surrounding trees are singing and swaying along with the melody. No one is delighted, nothing is amused, but instead is sending that eerie and shivering danger of what lies ahead inside the darkness from the beyond.