She wanders the tundra, icy wind whipping across her skin. Her feet hardened and numb by now, though she can't recall how. Like a shadow unseen, between the trees is where she must be. Her tears run like fire down her frosted fur, her thoughts ablaze with hatred and sadness. He is the one who killed her family, her friends and cause her to be a castaway. An outlaw. A fugitive. Whatever you want to call her. He betrayed them all. He was right under their noses all along, the one the wished to catch. This boy, he did the worst thing you could do: he was her soul mate, and he killed them all. Now, she wanders alone.
This girl, however, is not just a girl. She's mighty and ferocious, protective and loyal. But most of all, she's a lone wolf.
I love it, it's really good. I love the part where " This girl, however, is not just a girl. She's mighty and ferocious, protective and loyal. But most of all, she's a lone wolf. "
I love the ending especially, but there is one in the first part "the one the wished to catch" and I'm not sure if that is a typo or if there is some deep meaning I simply am missing. Great story, you managed to convey her emotions without wasting words and I love the sentence structure. Keep up the good work
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