Oh how the sound of crunching gnawed away at my patience vehemently. Would the journey cease at some point? (Sooner, rather than later preferably)
Our bodies shook violently; while the wind cut through our layers like razors. Night sounds crept around us slowly and we knew it would prevent us from moving forward until daybreak.
“We should light a fire, no?” Gunnar looked up from the snow covered log he decided to lounge on.
“What about the wolves? Don’t you hear them in the distance?”
“Well, warrior Queen, they’re the least of our problems. Wouldn’t you agree?”
Andra hung her head in silence momentarily.
“I suppose you’re right.”
***A scene from my novel Kingdom Rising***
Thinking cap on! Wish me luck xo