Mysteries Visitor Part 2. 【TRENDING】

At the edge of the tree line, the visitor stood. Not moving. Not blinking. Waiting.

"Then close it!" Elias shouted. His voice echoed across the silver forest, and the three moons flickered. mysteries visitor part 2.

He looked out the window.

He touched it.

"Then why am I here?" Elias whispered.

The floorboards still creaked where it had stood. That was the first thing Elias noticed when he woke. Dawn bled through the frost-crusted window, pale and thin, and the cabin felt emptier than before — if that was possible. The visitor was gone. At the edge of the tree line, the visitor stood

No longer a silhouette. It had form now: a tall being of shifting geometries, its surface a slow kaleidoscope of deep blues and golds. Seven eyes — or what served as eyes — arranged in a ring around what might have been a head. No mouth. Yet it spoke. Waiting