One night, oh, say a century ago, a young couple snuck out into the forest for a midnight stroll. Their wedding day was only a month away, and they wanted some alone time to just sit and talk about their memories. Soon, they were fast asleep by the river.
By the time Joshua woke up (for that was the young man's name), the sun was already shining through the branches and onto his face. Something didn't feel right, and as he looked around frantically, he realized that Faith was missing. He ran through the woods, throwing aside branches and shouting, "Faith! FAITH! Where are you, Faith? Please, anwer me!"
He searched until he collapsed from exhaustion, with sweat and tears hiding the trees from his sight. With wrenching suddenness, a petrified scream filled his ears.
"Faith?" he choked through strangling sobs. "Faith, is that you?" He ran through the woods, screaming now. "Faith! FAITH!" He burst into a clearing at the foot of a mountain. There was a crumpled shape on the ground. It was Faith.
"No..." Joshua breathed. "NOOOO!!" It couldn't be her. Not his beloved Faith, who just hours ago had been laughing beside him. Her pale, shadowy face shone coldly in the moonlight, and her night-black hair snaked across the leaves. Blood trickled down her chin onto her fair neck. He was instantly kneeling at her side. "Faith," he whispered. "I'm here...don't leave me."
She uttered a soft, childlike cough and said, "Joshua...please... Hold me...don't let go...I...love you.......Joshua..." She was having trouble breathing, and it terrified him. Tears streamed down his face. I can't lose her! How did this happen? And why to us? he thought. It isn't fair!
"Goodbye...Joshua," she whispered, her last breath escaping her lungs. He held her to his chest and sobbed. He vowed to exact vengeance on whoever had done this. Joshua buried her on the mountain and marked her grave with a wooden cross.
After months of searching for Faith's killer, Joshua finally became so depressed that he fell ill and died. He was lain to rest on the mountain beside his beloved Faith, cursed to wander the forest as a spectre and seek out the murderer for all eternity.
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