The moonlight shines on her sleek raven-black hair as she dances, each step causing a soft chime, a melody. A snow-white
skirt with little ruffles that holds a row of barely visible wind-chimes, a white tank-top, and bangles decorate her entire
appearance. She dances barefoot, the tempo speeding up as she twirls and jumps making thick dust clouds. Sweat beads
on her brow. All of a sudden the music stops and when the dust clears a beautiful wolf stands besides the girl. The Silver
Wolf’s fur glows in the moonlight. The girl smiles happily and speaks only one word

"SilverMoon"


"My heart belongs to another," she says to the man gently "please forgive me." She kisses him gently on the cheek. Tears stream
down his unshaven face. She smiles sadly. "Goodbye" she says as she wraps her arms around him and gives a tight squeeze."I'll
always love you..." he says staring into her light-green eyes. "I know" she says "that’s why you'll always have a piece of my heart"
she takes off her favorite necklace, her beaded treasure, and wraps his hands around it. “Goodbye,” she repeats “Goodbye
forever.” Her lips brush his forehead as she turns into white mist.


The shadow approached her relentlessly. She smiled in anticipation as it grew closer. Her body wound tight, like those wind-up toys.
Excitement and fear flew through her veins as the shadow got less than 10ft close. Her palms got all sweaty as the familiar shape of
the bow fit perfectly in her dainty little hand. The shadow smiled hungrily at her as it rushed forward, its foul stench filling her senses.
Quick as lightening she drew the bow, shoved an arrow in the slot, aimed and shot. It hit the shadow in the heart. It screeched out in
pain.

Bullseye.

Impressum

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 12.08.2010

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