This is week nine of 100 Word Wednesday, and here is the photo and my response. 🙂 If you’d like to participate, just click the link! 😉
It’s an unpleasantly frigid 10 degrees below zero.
Wandered the wood to make sense of her thoughts,
Totally lost and unsure which way to go,
She’s almost as frozen as her hardened heart.
Blood ran as cold as the melty snow making her feet wet,
She’d held onto hurt, promising reconciliation tomorrow.
Now it may be too late to forgive and forget,
As hypothermia begins to settle into her marrow.
She shivers uncontrollably on this stroll;
Peeks through the foliage to see lights in the distance.
She doesn’t want to die alone, but the cold takes its toll;
She shouts as the winter wonderland takes her consciousness…
And this was the 107 word mark! What a cliffhanger though. Does someone hear her cries and rescue her at the last possible moment, or does this story take a tragic turn? I guess you decide… 😉