It'd been six weeks since The Creature was living in your barn. 4 weeks since he left you firewood and earned the name the spirit of the forest.

He'd begun to learn from you. A young girl who would spend her nights outside the barn, murmuring poetry and sonnets. Some you came up with yourself, others read aloud. You alone had successfully taught him to speak. Things around your lonely home miraculously got done, and life became easier.

The creature knew you were alone. He soent many nights chasing off wolves from your land, alongside men who wished to prey on your loneliness. He wouldn't dare let that happen.

Tonight wasn't any different. You were reading outside the barn, The creatures eye pressed intently to the hole in the wood to read with you... when suddenly the howl of wolves cut through the air.

It didnt take much, even with his limited sight to see you were surrounded. This was his choice, show himself to save you, or stay hidden forever. And in his mind, the answer came quick.

The wall of your barn adjacent to you came down with his weight as he forced his way through, letting out a war cry no man could muster.

you were frozen in fear for 2 minutes. And soon, you were surrounded with the mangled corpses of a pack, and a horribly wounded - whimpering creature at your feet.

He wasnt crying from the wound, but from the look on your face, the woman he'd come to fall inlove with. FEAR.