Teaser Tuesday: Silent Woods

I’ve been a bad blogger! Meaning I haven’t done shit in ages. But, today is the day that’s gonna change. I blame the lovely weather we’ve had here in Sweden these last weeks and my garden for stealing me away from the screen – I go voluntarily I should add. Few things make me happier than staring at the leaves of my Habanero Dulce or smelling the flowers on my lemon tree. My husband thinks I’m insane, and he might be right.

But, I’m not writing today to talk about my garden – though, I could go on for ages (my Ophelia mini aubergines are bearing fruit! LOL I had to buy them since they were named Ophelia).

The reason I’m writing is that it’s Tuesday and now when we’re getting close to midsummer I wanted to do a post on Silent Woods.

I’ve written a couple blog posts about the Silent Woods before, but the last one was back in 2016, so I figured I’d do it again. In Silent Woods we meet The Neck, a male water nymph from the Scandinavian folklore who is as his strongest around midsummer. Beware…

A married couple with two kids go camping, but what lurks in the woods is not what they’d thought they’d encounter. There, in the middle of a lake, is a man who can make the forest go quiet simply by being, and he can control you merely by playing his violin.

The wet spider webs and the light mist that could be seen between the trees should’ve made a beautiful picture, but the glade didn’t feel as it had the day before. It felt closed off, like someone had put a giant glass bubble over us. The woods were silent, no rustling winds, and no tweeting birds. The eerie stillness that surrounded us was almost oppressive. I couldn’t help but whisper as I turned to Anders, “Is it always this quiet in the mornings?”

Anders frowned a little. “I’m sure the birds will start to sing as soon as I make my way out of here.” That did not make me feel any better. “Probably just means that there isn’t anything close by to alert them.”

I didn’t buy that. Birds sang in the morning. And I could tell he only said it to comfort me—his gaze kept searching the tree line, and he had a little crease between his brows. He lit the mini stove, gave me what I’m sure was supposed to be a reassuring smile, and headed out of the campsite.

I couldn’t shake the unnerving feeling, and it only grew more intense the longer Anders was away. It wouldn’t take him more than twenty minutes or so to cover the distance. He was a practised runner, and this little round was nothing compared to what he normally ran in the mornings. Still, I found no comfort in that. I tried to distract myself by preparing breakfast on the stove.


24779481Do you believe in myths and ancient creatures?

Daniel has never felt the need to leave the city behind, so when his husband suggests a camping trip for their holiday he agrees with reluctance. Even before they step out of the car, Daniel has the feeling of something being wrong. Something about the forest is turning his stomach into knots.

He wants nothing more than returning to the safety of their home, and when their five-year-old son goes missing his fears turn into full-blown panic. What awaits them in the depths of the forest is far more sinister than anything Daniel ever could have imagined. Will they be able to find their son before it’s too late?

 

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