This is my entry for the week of December 20th 2016 at the FFfAW Challenge by Priceless Joy! This is definitely a darker entry of mine and based off of the serial I’m working on here at FOwB. The story takes place some time in the story of Winter Hounds, but will not contain any spoilers and is a stand alone, so no worries.
Either way, hope you enjoy!
(Photo Credit by Joy Pixley!)
Joel pressed the rifle to his chest listening to his own heartbeat and the sound of his lungs as they contracted and expanded. In and out, in and out…
Under the tree, covered by snow and fog, his eyes couldn’t see anything but white. The soles of his shoes built up dirt as he scuffled, trying to control the shaking of his body.
A howl echoed from far away.
His teeth clenched together. Eyes shut closed, filling his pores further with the dirt and moisture on his face. The world had become quiet, so he stopped his breathing completely.
Gain … control … come on. Calm down Joel… come on.
But his mind whispered loudly, because Nathan, Samuel and the mighty Boone were already gone.
Another howl called out to only him. It was much closer. The hounds, the hounds were coming to get him. Joel slowly opened his eyes and raised his rifle, aiming it into the white abyss.
One more moment, and I’ll ru-
When the moment passed, he was dead too.