The morning broke with eerie silence, the ground below him cracked and dry, covered in snow. Could see his breath with every gasp, but the air was not cold. The canopy of branches overhead allowed threads of the new day’s sunlight to trail down leaving the forest spotted like a leopard. Where the sun hit… Continue reading A Reflection of Snow
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Fear and Loathing
As i was sitting out in the fields of the Highlands, smoking a cigarette about an hour or so after night fell, i was approached by a dark cloaked figure. She (which was obvious by her voice) stopped about 10 yards infront of me. Well me being the person that i am, said nothing to… Continue reading Fear and Loathing