My Song Dawn closed in waiting around her. Her sea of golden wavy hair framed her face, which was enveloped in shadows. Her dull white night gown was torn and ragged from were the dead decaying trees had pulled at her warning her to turn back. However she had chosen this path,"Louis?" she questioned searching the grim dark forest as it frowned down on her. Where is he? She thought worriedly. He's never been late before. Rustle! The wind blew the bushes. "you should not be here…" cried a sudden voice behind her. Startled, she turned round and saw a giant of a man looming over her. Who is she?…