The snow outside had footprints, but I couldn't hear a soul in the silence of the night. The full moon rose above the hills, and the sharp sensation of cold ran down my spine. My cheeks were hot; pale skin nipped by the evening breeze. The breath that poured out of my mouth trickled upward, settling into the thick air, endlessly in front of me.
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Ashley Lima
I think about writing more than I write, but call myself a writer as opposed to a thinker.
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Become a paid subscriber to get access.Lovely sensory language Ashley! ☺️👏
You created calculated confusion. It was well done!
Oooo, now that was so unexpected! Loved your twist!
This is amazing! Great and scary!
Very haunting and extremely well written!
Bestial and chilling. There is a whole I-don't-know-what to this version that adds a whole new dimension of fright/isolation/tortured psychology. I would have to compare to see what that little touch consists of.
Be cool to turn into a dog/canine
Pleasant Read & Storytelling 😉💙👌