Moonlight streaking the midnight snow.
All is quiet in the dormant forest,
But one.
slinking through the shadows,
His fur turned silver by the moonlight,
a lone wolf.
Harboring untold secrets that humans will never behold.
He loves but one thing,
Blood.
He hunts his prey with unwavering vigalance.
Teasing them, inducing terror, with his mornful howl.
They never know that death is waiting,
Watching
... Choosing
A contest entry
- Dark and Scary by JeannieD Hunter.
1000 points, ended September 1, 2008, 17 entries
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Comments
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Oh yes, I can just imagine being in the forest and seeing the glowing eyes and hearing that howl. Very terrifying. Great write. Thank for entering and good luck!
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