And in my universe it darkened as cloud covered almost all the sky. There was a sudden flash, as lightning speared the earth, once, twice, three times. But no rain fell.
A rumble of distant thunder announced my entry into Lastwailing Wood. Flashes of lightning made the shadows of trees spasm and jerk.
I pushed my way through brittle branches and they snapped as I passed by. Many of them tore the skin on my face and my bare arms as I went deeper into the forest, but I felt nothing but the tickling of blood escaping down my skin.
Neville Hunt about 1 year ago
Love the imagery here Drew, of which you are Master. Brittle branches snapping and alliterating... and blood tickling, a terrific concept and a welcome change from blood-letting and curdling, which I've come to expect...
Drew Martyn about 1 year ago
Thanks very much Neville.