chapter 1 : the buck falls

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
chapter one of my book maybe?? not sure yet.

Submitted: May 15, 2016

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Submitted: May 15, 2016

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A young girl sat on a fallen tree in front of a small creek. She was intently watching minnows swimming in the sunlit water. One hand was absentmindedly playing with a necklace that seemed far too big for her small body. Her head was cocked to the side as her big, blue eyes followed the small fish.  As the light breeze made the tips of her long black hair dance, she was filled with a very calm feeling. Her mind almost felt empty, but pleasantly so. Her gaze was unwavering for almost 20 minutes before a movement in front of her made her eyes snap up. It was a family of deer, wandering into a grassy knoll. She sat perfectly still as to not spook them. The buck was magnificent with antlers that rose high above his handsome face and strong body. He surveyed the area, staying behind the other two members. The doe was slender and graceful, basking in the sun for a few seconds before bending her long neck down to munch on grass. The girl’s gaze drifted to the fawn standing right by its mother’s leg. Its large eyes were looking nervously around the woods before it caught sight of the girl. Holding its gaze, she felt a flick of panic and fear. She stayed calm and let her kind intentions drift from her, to the small creature. As it stared she felt the panic ebb away, giving way to a serene calmness. The girl was overcome with emotion at this scene unfolding in front of her. The buck, seeming satisfied with the safety of the knoll, walked to a berry bush on his left. He bowed his head into the leaves and feasted on the small red fruits. Though he seemed mostly tranquil, the girl still sensed a steady awareness in him. Grey clouds that had drifted over the mountains suddenly overtook the sun. The forest was slowly shrouded in darkness. Small droplets started to fall from the sky. The girl glanced at the ominous looking veil above her and thought “Father will be worried if I’m not back soon.” Not wanting to spook the family, she started to slide backwards off the log. The buck being the closest to the girl, she held her gaze on him, ready to calm him if he spotted her movement. She saw his ear twitch and readied herself, but she wasn’t what caught his attention. She saw several blurs and heard the buck cry out. Time seemed to slow down in the few seconds following. Her eyes went to the doe and fawn, who had already started retreating into the trees behind them. She felt intense panic blazing from them both. She then looked back at the falling buck. Her eyes took in the sight of three arrows jutting from his muscular neck. Her eyes stung with tears at the wave of emotion she was suddenly engulfed in. Filled with such intense agony and terror, she cried out and fell backwards clenching her small fists. The buck hit the ground with a sickening thud and the hurricane of emotion ceased instantly. Lying on the ground with tears streaming down her face, she heard a man in the distance chuckle and yell “Got the bastard!” Quickly getting ahold of herself, she crawled back to the trunk and peeked over it. The sight she saw filled her with her own panic. “Bandits,” she whispered. 


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