At the heart of the garden stood a colossal cherry tree . But this one , unlike the others , had blossoms fashioned from ebony as black as dark matter at the edge of the universe , and a ghostly pale trunk and branches . Underneath it , nestled in its roots , sat a girl . She had hair as blindingly white as the force field , with the same ethereal , multicoloured sheen . It was long and flowed like a river around her . In its thick folds was a comb with a dragon of ebony and a dragon of ivory in a ying-yang formation perched on it . She wore a richly coloured kimono , which mirrored the tones of her surroundings . I walked closer , wondering who this was .
At my first tentative footstep she turned , whip sharp . I took a deep intake of breath and got ready to run . Her face was a featureless wasteland , save for a thin , lipless mouth , which opened to reveal a congregation of dagger sharp teeth , and her eyes . Eyes black as a raven ’ s wing and like a deep well without end . ‘ Stay with me ,’ she said in an ice cold , melodic tone . ‘ Stay a bit longer .’ Suddenly , the force field shattered . The darkness , finally free , rushed in , the` screams echoing as it devoured me .
All the while , she smiled .