Willow, Weep

The old inn sits by a lake in an ancient forest, shrouded in mystery. Outside, a restless willow thrashes its limbs and, for a fleeting moment, a woman seems to dance in the mist. A trick of the light? Or a villi, perhaps, one of the sirens of legend, who tempt the unfaithful lover to his doom? A man would be a fool to venture out into that night--but the sultry Magda may be waiting for him, an invitation he is unable to resist. And it's only mist, isn't it...?

A short story.