>>143541"The women of the woods? Ya, you'll want to clear any thoughts you boys have o' going in those woods. And I don't mean just the bushland with trees you rowdy bastards. You might think you're better off romping around looking for one of them giantess in heat than tip-toeing around the farmer's well behaved daughter in his barn. You go in those woods you won't be walking back. Not with steady legs, least ways. Or they might keep ya! There was one fellow name Stiksen that was kept in a cave by two of the big 'uns, and I can look at all yer faces right now and see you all think that's a dream come true! Heh. You ornery kids. Every time he'd try to get back, they'd nab him! Could hear him shouting for help one time from the woods! Heheh! Once, early morn mebbe six years ago we saw him sprintin towards us over Donovan field. Buck naked, he was as a pet to a pair of mistresses. He got a few strides cross the tree line when one of em burst from the undergrowth. Now, Stiksen's got a good stride to 'im, covers good enough ground better than you or I when he gets movin.' He was like a toddler running away after misbehaving, running around in a fit compared to these woodlanders. She moved with strength, not speed. Her swiftness only a cause of an immense, primal, and ferocious presence. Stiksen was pulled back into the trees faster than he had ran out of them. He was back some months later. Said he woke up and they had moved on. They usually do late spring...
Anyways, Stiksen was never much the same. Kept to himself. Stayed away from people. So don't think there's free pinkings to be had in there! You stay away from those woods. Once you go in, not all of you comes out."
