Austin Haller
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Ash Lake
Ashes fell like rain. The black flakes stuck to the window in globs, mixing with the dew to form globs of black goo. Marcus released a heavy sigh. He tried to see the conditions outside, hoping that his route would be open, but to no avail. All he saw was grey. He turned away from the window and looked joyfully at the photo sitting on the shelf next to the window. There sat Sawyer, his beloved, with her long brown hair and beautiful green eyes. Next to her was the daughter Marguex, always smiling and always happy. Marcus sighed again. Only twelve more hours and he would be out of this rotting cabin. That is if this ash storm holds off long enough for the chopper to get through. He slowly closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths.
By Austin Haller 4 years ago in Fiction
The Surveyor
A torrent of white smoke emitted from his mouth, leaving behind small ice crystals on his overgrown red beard. He took another long breath as he made his way through the foot deep snow. Snow fell among the expanse of trees that surrounded him. “Quiet.” He thought. “Too quiet.” He paused to internally evaluate if it was worth continuing. He slowly moved his eyes from left to right, scanning the white field, before zoning in on a small indention about thirty feet before him. As quickly as he could he marched to that spot. The depth of snow, coupled with his aching, aging knees made progress slower than he would like. “This is the last time.” He muttered softly, spewing ever more white smoke.
By Austin Haller 4 years ago in Fiction
