Falling
Falling I wrote this while cycling home using voice recorder and it turned out to be quite good! I write horror novels but I have found out that short stories are my thing! I wanted to share this with you. I hope you like it :) The feel of free fall was one of the most horrible things Anastasia had ever experienced. The wind against her fur, knowing that nothing lay behind her, but empty space and objects that may make the fall a hundred times worse. The screams of Anastasia mate, Marie, shattered the white noise of rushing wind in Anastasia ears. Tearing her eyes away from the jagged cliff, above, from which they’re just fallen, she saw Marie twisting in the air, and her eyes widening as she saw what was below them. Trees. What used to be Anastasia favourite thing was now her death sentence . The towering guardians of the forest lined the cliffs, making it impossible to fall anywhere but their grasping, inescapable embrace. The two wolves brace...