Beware, beware the myths they swear. Find out yourself to become aware, if somehow they do prevail. It is said that on a winter's night, the tired bodies drag themselves out to the middle of the woods to take one last stroll. One by one they walk twenty-two gruesome miles to reach the place where the ghosts of youth gather. They are not to be feared for they seem to be kind and gentle like a child. They circle and dance around the ancient while luring them to their final destination. A place that no one knows of, except only those that go. So beware of the winter's night that calls all who are vulnerable and weak to the heart of the woods to disappear completely from the face of the Earth.
Nice work! I like the phrase "the tired bodies drag themselves." That's a great verb ("drag") combined with the perfect adjective ("tired"); it's almost like these bodies are teenagers who just want to sleep in... Good job!
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