Thursday, October 13, 2011

Mood and Setting

As I stand outside the brick cabin, I have a cold frightening feeling like someone is watching me. The snow is coming down continuously harder. It feels like shards of glass hitting my face. As I dread creeping through the yard I hear noises coming from behind me. As I turn around to see what was there all I could see was the opaque woods ahead of me.

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