Légende de l'esprit des bois

You could have cut the silence in the castle with a knife. It shouldn't have been more than 12,midnight.
Only two lights were switched on ,inside and another two in the garden.The wind was passing through the forest surrounding the castle in dance moves.
A sinister scream broke up the silence. "It must have been a cat or a wolf" thought Joanne as she woke up and had her way to the big,Gothic, arcaded window of her room. The fool moon above the cloudy sky spread a phantomatic light. She just couldn't fall asleep.
"I might take a walk through the surroundings" she whispered for herself "I may even relax and than be in the right mood for sleeping". So she put on her clothes and had to the forest.
As she was walking through , an uncommon creature caught her sight and so,without noticing ,she started fallowing it. In a short time she lost herself in the woods. She turned back ,she turned left and than she rested against a tree. "What if?I might not be able to go back,then what?What am I supposed to do?" she said as she hold her head with her arms.
She saw the shinning again. This time it came closer to her.
"I mustn't fallow you,you got me here in the first place" she said as she was turning her back to the light that thing was providing

Maybe that was a bad idea. The girl never returned to the castle and only a few heard about a spirit of woods who guides lost people from the forest to their homes...
l'esprit des bois