Original Writing

Original Writing The winter was reigning in full swing, freezing mercilessly everything

in its way. It was the dead of night. The air was very still – the

wind had veered to north and stopped suddenly, bringing clear skies

with the clusters of celestial bodies in the ever-expanding scenery of

the universe. There were no lights on the lake; Only the wash of a

pale moon outlined the ice-encrusted shore. Everything appeared to be

in harmony.

Then, a sound rent the air – someone was there; Someone who had come

here to dominate the place rather than live by its rules. Blasts of

the wind began to sweep across the lake as if it was telling the

intruder to leave at once. The trespasser, a young man, skated slowly

and without joy, feeling cheated and deprived of the feeling he’d been

expecting.

He was no more than a pair of eyes in the darkness. He was tall and

lean with translucent skin over exquisite bones that gave him high

cheeks and set off his enormous green eyes. His lips were ridiculously

thick, bluish in a way due to exposure to the bitter cold. His hair

was champagne-blond, in fact, because of gloomy surroundings, it

looked more like a big snowball stuck on his head. Behind this

lushness of personality stood Tim himself, unmoved by his own image, a

cool film of indifference over his gaze. Sometimes people would be a

little startled at a stray sympathetic gleam in Tim’s thickly l...

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... away, crawling his way back to safety. Behind him the silence was

broken by a harsh cracking of branches and the hasty shuffling of an

eerie shadow moving through the trees like a restless spectre roaming

the world aimlessly. Tim’s body slackened and his pendulous legs began

to give way.

The silhouette of someone or something emerged suddenly from the

trees. Tim turned, saw slivers of moonlight move across his face, saw

the girl’s face bob upright, eyes still open in a horrified gaze, saw

blood frozen to her cheeks and the corners of her mouth, saw…

Suddenly, everything went pitch-black. Tim reached out, fell. Saw

nothing.

Then, like ice suddenly placed on a burn, he felt the pain of his

flesh vanish, felt himself drawn under, deeper into a dreaded void

where his mind stopped, frozen in mid-thought forever.