Regaining consciousness Surrounded by the trees Wandering in this forest Awaken from a dream A breath of foul air Intoxicating Like a glass of wine The woods appear to glow Under the bright sky The moon is full The path in front of me Leads to her A woman veiled in dark With eyes to black to see I feel her stare Yet I can't see it Apparition disappears The wind is rising A shift in weather A storm is forming As the clouds gather I see the monstrous waves Devouring The lake before me