A Winter Flight

Sanctuary can be found, you just have to know where to look.

        In the blue-black cold morning I rode silently, fearfully.  I believe he was following me.  In any case, I had to run.  There are too many dreary things to weigh me down in that frosty December town.

        Never you mind the tales of the decrepit, lost wood that so many a poor soul never came back from.  It's safe if you know where to hide.  I swear he must be following me.

        Leave the old, starry world you know behind.  Nothing can help you there.  Hope for a future less bleak.  Take the winding trail past the creek, leap across the broken stones.  Please, do not look back, for your sake and mine.

        He is following me.  I hear his horse's iron-clad hooves pounding on the frozen ground not too far behind me.  I close my eyes and leap majestically across a bubbling brook.  I open them to the sight of flying branches and whistling leaves.  My clothes and hair and torn and rumpled.  He's coming closer.  I push myself on.

        Whatever you do, do not by any means stop.  You're almost there.  Do you feel that closing feeling?  He's so close now, and my heart is nearly bursting through my chest with mortal fright.  I rush my horse on to near death.  The end is almost upon us.  Don't give up.  I take a sharp right turn.

        A loud crash bombards my ears, a flashing light burns my eyes, and then all there is is darkness.  You know the feeling.  Safety, sanctuary surrounding you.  I listen anxiously as he passes by, hoof-beats slower now, unsure, nervous even.  He must be wondering:  where'd she go?

        You just have to know where to look.

Author's Note

So, who do you think was following her?

Reviews

[Twilight]

In answer to your question, either her Father or a spurned lover? Whoever it was, seems to have been persistent in his/her hunt for your protagonist. Or, perhaps it was a cruel landowner in her community? It is certainly mysterious, and has a certain sense of dread!

This would have been even better, if you had included a little more descriptive detail, perhaps? In this short piece, it may have helped the reader to imagine the scene which you portray more clearly, in his/her mind?