The rain on my back felt like millions of daggers, plunging into me. My head hung low, my eyes full of sadness, my ears drooping by the sides of my face. I squinted my eyelids together, trying to stop the tears from flowing. But I couldn't. My salty tears mixed with the rain droplets as they ran down my face, dripping onto the moist grass below.
I couldn't beleive it, he was dead....
My old friend lay on the floor in front of me. He was resting in his usual place, on the platform, next to the ruins. The rain droplets were covering his grey matted fur and ran down onto the gashes in his side. He didn't die a painful death, just passed away in his sleep. I found him here this morning.
Serenity and Latte had decided to go home to give me some time on my own. I thought back to the last time we spoke. A shudder ran down my spine; he must have known it was coming, his death I mean. What he had said was this:
'Young deer, please take care of yourself. The forest is darkening...'
I backed away from his body and went to wander around the forest. The forest seemed to share my emotions, the sun was hiding, the birds weren't singing and the deer weren't prancing around. They sat under trees, their heads bowed. The words seemed to echo in my head
" The forest is darkening, the forest is darkening.. "

I trudged a whole circle of the forest and then found myself at the ruins again. I dumped myself next to my friend's body and cried myself to sleep.

My dreams were dark and haunting. I was running through the forest..except it was different. The branches of the trees had no leaves, mist clouded my vision and the ground was dirt. My hoofbeats rang out loudly as I ran across it. Then out of the mist came millions of deer, surrounding me, blocking me in. I recognised them as my friends. Their fur had been torn off in places leaving bloody gaping wounds. They had no eyes, only two hollow circles that stared at me, haunting me. They closed in fullly.