"Some say that your fate is already chosen for you. Set into stone before you are brought into the world. Their are many stories of things like miracles, chance, hope, and more. I'm not a believer of such though. I believe we chisel out our own paths, nothings a miracle just a coincidence, hope is belief not putting your trust into the imaginary hands of others. My own life is proof of these hardships, proof to the beliefs that hold humans feeble hearts captive. So as the wind whispers truth inside your pitiful ears, I shall vanish. My destiny accomplished."
The wind whipped against my face, even with my underpelt the ice cold wind nipps at my skin. Frost covers my paws and icicles drip from my tail. I ride the wind, jumping in curves and sig zags. I was one of the fastest wolves of the beyond. Now my skills are at the test. As the sun dips below the horizon I can hear the sound of hoofs. Hear the yells and leighbored breaths of the humans. I lept into the air, clearing the ridge. Very few could do that and no horse ever could. I was surprised when two if the ten made it. However I know I had won. I could celebrate and return to my dear alpha male and female. My family, litter mates, parents. With a yip of hope I curved and dove under a frozen tree roots uprooted inside the frozen tundra. I was home free! With a howl I sprinted up the moon swell and leap, paws out reaching for the moon. I was famous for my jumps too. But I guess it didn't matter. Example one, hollow hope gets the soul no where. I yelped aloud as a lasso came around my neck and ripped me down to earth. My brethren howled their despair, my heart beat rapidly, painfully. At this point I wished for it to stop. Soon after I impacted the ice it went all black.
cerberus_the_fallen · Tue Dec 11, 2012 @ 01:00am · 0 Comments |