The Forest's Secret

I write this, to warn those who walk this land, to beware the forest, for it is not as safe as it seems. Things hide beneath its roots, behind its branches, and up above, in its canopy. Things that are best unsaid, or else they may just haunt one's dreams for cycles on end. However, there is one thing I shell speak of, on thing I must record, in hopes of saving many from becoming a prey. In the forest lies something more twisted than that of a tree's trunk struck by lightning. Something more horrid than the horrors Balthazar commands, and terrizes the people of Valorn. This beast, this thing, is silent and stocks those passing through the forest. I can testify to this, from ersonal experience, an experience that I barely survived. The first signs of this beastly thing, is the daggers at your back. Daggers that are often unnoticed, and hard to detect. For they have no trace besides the uneasy feeling they poison there prey with. These daggers are in the form of glowing eyes, that peer behind a vale of darkness. There menace evident just by a glance.