’The moon’s rays were incapable of penetrating the thick fog that lay on the land, turning the forest below into a cloudy haze of trees.

Standing tall and thick they watched as four figures moved like shadows in the thick under brush that was hidden by the canopy of leaves high above.

The wind whistled through the grass as the moon’s blue rays come in to play with the fog.

Though not able to reveal what was on the other side, they were happy that they could light a little part of the journey as the four figures stood at the edge of the clearing.

The grass parted silently as the four started forth, making their way around the outer part of the clearing 'til they were at they opposite side, were they started into the thick forest that was still barring their way.