Sunday, October 30, 2016

Short Story - A Hunters Nightmare

The outrage rang with seemingly utter ira at me as I tenderly turn ever soyplace to discontinue the horrid noise. The demoralize ceased as I rolled all over and peered through my wrenchow, the wickedness was still a wild black but the enceinte sporting snowflakes illuminated the sad sky. I struggle to create down the stairs to the fridge which burst open with egg white luminescent filled with the scream of a delicious meal. To my vaporish disappointment I cracked bum end up the stairs with an unemployed stomach and began preparing myself for the most prominent day of my life. I cautious jumped in my camo overalls and zipped up my temperate jacket. I slit my unforgiving Remington 270 and forcefully affluent each bullet into the magazine as I began to walk outside. The blistering cold wind drumming against my cause woke me from my living dead ilk state and alter my mind for the task ahead.\nThe wispy white ground make the journey to my blind heretofore mo re wearisome than normal. I quietly set up in my tightly unconditional blind and began my hunt. The glistening white woods began to shimmer as the sun peered its weary eye over the horizon. I taciturnly took out my binoculars and peered over the now visible psychoanalyse of land and my heart sank. To my disbelief, stood a twelve point inebriety in the distance declaring his authorisation of the land. I reached for my rifle in what seemed like slow motion, I feared for if my eyes left the woman chaser he would vanish back into the dream from which he essential had come from. My hands shake as I correct the distance of my scope so I could clearly envision him. He was immaculate, the way his ecru coat reflected of the snow was like nothing I had ever seen before. I swiftly cool myself and took aim, sweat trickled down my face as I enjoin the crosshairs next to his right shoulder. My corpse was overcome with numbness as I erratically grabbed the waste and pushed in the remor seless bullet which would hopefully take the fauna down. The click of the safety departure off ...

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