I’m walking in the woods on a clear, crisp moonless night. My jacket flaps gently in a light welcoming breeze. Stars sparkle and trees stand in attention on both sides of the path in silent contemplation. Stripped of most of their leaves these stately trees remain resolute.
I stare at one leaf which calls to me. As I approach the bottom branch it hangs there, wavering, squirming trying to be set free. As I examine the leaf closely it’s veins and wrinkles take form. A tortured face emerges. I step back in shock as it breaks away and flutters to the ground in a hopeless attempt to flee from this place.
I feel a cold sweat on my neck as I quicken my pace down the path. Dozens of earless rabbits stumble all about hobbled by shattered, broken legs. Hawks screech a warning in the branches above. I rush from this woods into an open field ahead. I am grateful to leave this horror filled landscape.
As I breath deeply, I feel safety is ahead. My pace slows as I move forward in measured steps. Crunch. Crunch. The sounds grow insistent with every step. My feet sink a few inches in harmony with each crunching sound. Something propels me forward, eyes averted. This sound builds with each step to a defeaning crescendo. I can not resist and slowly I lower my gaze.
Below me stands an endless sea of skulls, human, of various sizes and shapes. My foot rests in the shattered pile of bones beneath it. I look to the horizon for the nearest escape. A doorway appears with a welcoming light. I rush towards it accompanied by the cannon fire of my steps. With relief I enter. My wife peers at me from her chair motioning for me to take a seat beside her. A tear rolls slowly down her wrinkled cheek as I sit.
Shaken, my eyes quickly open. I see my loving wife and her concerned face surveying me. “No, I’m fine. I must have had a dream”. I declined breakfast in order to rush off to the office. I try not to concern her with the weight of matters before me.
She gave me a quick kiss and a hug as I depart. She smiles as she says, “Don’t forget to come home early Abe, we have the play tonight”. “Yes Mary, I’m looking forward to it”, I lied.
Lee
I want to work more on my writing to incorporate all the senses as you have done…your descriptive words lead to really visualizing the scene.
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Echo Judy’s comment as well as the others. Captured the ominousness in the scene. You certainly had the desired response. (Before reading the ending I was worried you were hanging out with George too much.) :>)
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What a hook! With all your sensory words I was there. Great job! You made Abe come alive!
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You sucked me in, and I was shocked and surprised by the ending. Good job of building tension and suspense!
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