HIE from ps3

>Day... Something in this forest. Time has blurred together into a mess.

>I don't know how long i've walked through this hell but these trees show no sign of ending, a dammed green abyss.

>I don't even remember how I got here anymore, the faces of my family are slipping from my mind with every day i spend here, with every step forward the memories of my life before this forest are burnt into ash.

>Where am I going... am I walking towards something, or away from something else?

>The last rays of the sun have ducked out of sight, now my way is guided by cold moonlight.

>After so long walking through thick grass, the sound of crushed plantlife underfoot gives way to a far better sound, the sound of feet connecting on a laid stone path.

>I drop to my knees and press my hand into the hard stone, no trick of the light and no madness induced mirage.

>Finally the end can be reached, someone must have placed these stones, finally I might hear another voice other than my own.

>I sprint up the path in the direction that sings to me clearest and then I see it, a hut.

>This building with a door and a window and many strange masks adorning it, a strange figure moves around inside...

>I reach the door without even knowing I moved my legs, I just seemed to have arrived, with joy in my heart I place my hand on the door and knock.

>"Someone knocks at my door this late at night?"

>A feminine voice from behind the wood almost sings to me, I could break down and cry right here, I thought I would die never hearing another voice again, I have been blessed to be able to treasure such a wonderful melody, truely you do not know what you have till it's gone, something so simple that everyone has, can have such a powerfull effect on the soul.

>The locks unchain and the wooden wall that seperates me from that heaven sent voice opens to show a small black and white four legged creature with eyes so beautiful and large you can't help but gaze deeply into them.

>"I did not expect this, this is quite a fright."

>I reach out towards her (for only a female can speak in such a tone.)

"Please, tell me your name."

>I ask her, almost begging.

>She stares at me, Into me with eyes that look to judge a persons soul.

>"Zecora is my name, and you are myth, unknown."

>She looks away from my eyes and glaces over my body, before returning to her poetry.

>"What happened to you? Please come in, out of the night's cold, into my home."

>To be lead into a house by some strange zebra is unexpected but I'll take this over having to bare one more moment on my own in a cold silent forest alone with only the sound of my footsteps and the wind brushing against the trees.