Misty Hilltop

Another opening based on a picture. Image not one based on.

As I squelched along the muddy track, I shivered. It was only September, but this Yorkshire hilltop was shrouded in a chilly clinging mist. I walked towards I knew not what. All I knew was that if I stopped walking I would face dire consequences...

Author's Note

No I will never continue this story. You can do if you want to
Image ~ my own

Reviews

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

Very good