**enter the world of fantasy**

The Moon. The lonely light in the sky. Shining of the water surface it gives the false sense of security. A lonely Drow pacing to the lake shore. Graceful in her worrier figure, standing tall. Caring her raven clove spear.
Suddenly she stops, listening, gazing, searching. A sound. Then again. And silence. Safe again.
Removing her clothes, she allows her hair to fall free on her back. Reaching her knees, shining silver in the moonlight. Standing still for a moment, looking insertion. Releasing her body to the ear, she leaps of the rock kissing the cold water. And the moment passed.
Swimming to the shore a sudden sound. Freezing her self still, concentrating, thinking, planning. A movement in the dark. Her heart starts to pounce, harder and harder until it is the only sound in the perfect silence. And then the creature starts to emerge from the shadow. A deer, thirsty for some water. Safe again. Unwilling to push her luck she starts to climb on the slippery mud covered shore. Touching with her those the grass below, walking forward. As she starts to dress a sudden tot passed her mind, followed by a feeling of anxiety. Quick look back, and sees it. Little figure on the cliff. Lurking , praying. A trap! Captured in a trap! Hunted down like some animal! She had only but one moment to see the arrow that came to her embrace.