Mystery of the Snow Wolf

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
When alone in a forest, be aware of your surroundings. They may not be as they seem.

Submitted: November 07, 2011

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After a cold snowfall in the late afternoon, a walk through the forest always helps me clear my thoughts and feel at peace. Seeing the beauty of the big, white blankets on the ground, and the little ferns crystallized and frozen; it all takes my breath away as I watch tiny specs of light dance among it all. But as I watch in awe at the scenes in front of me, I am unaware of the terror that will soon find me. In the distance, amount the baron trees, there lies a creature that belongs, yet also doesn't belong with everything I see. As I sit there now on a fallen log, with my eyes closed in a peaceful state, I hear the sudden, cold howl of the lone wolf. At that moment, my eyes are now open and I am staring at the face of a majestic killer. Gorgeous blue eyes among the most beautiful silver fur. I am now so still, completely unmoving as the magnificent creature walks about. Processing who I might be, sniffing the air as it tries to sense my fear. But I am not afraid, I am as calm as the air around me. I am not afraid, for it is I who is in the wrong place. I have trespassed on the land, so it would only be natural if the wolf wanted to be rid of me. I take one last look at the beautifully scenery around me before I close my eyes and wait for my ending. This way, I will have a great memory to take with me. As I wait in silence, I can feel the wolf's warm breath on my cheek. With thoughts of the end in my mind, I am surprised by the gentle nuzzle of the wolf's snout through my hair. Feeling safe enough to open my eyes, I look to see that the wolf is no longer beside me, but is now in front of me. The most sorrowful, yet peaceful eyes I have ever seen are now on the face of this now seemingly gentle creature. Then, with a bow of its head, the wolf turns to go and roam the snow filled forest again. But before it leaves, a howl echoes through the forest, bringing a small gust of snow around the wolf so that it may disappear and leave the soft echo of a lonely song. Now, as I sit there dazed, I now know that the wolf never wanted to hurt me. It knew that I was merely a visitor, that I never wanted to harm anything. And with the bow of its head, that was the wolf saying that I am allowed to return. So with that, I bid the forest goodbye, and wait until the next time I can come and see my majestic and gentle wolf again.


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