A 1000 Words Short Story
by Stephanie Flint
Copyright 2012 Stephanie Flint. Originally written and published under the maiden name, Stephanie Bibb.
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Chenel hiked her dress to her knees and rested the tips of her toes in the snow. It wasn’t nearly as cold as the townspeople always said. Liars. She smirked, then wriggled her toes and dragged a squiggly line in the white fluff. Then, after another step, she planted both feet in the snow, careful not to let her dress drag. It wouldn’t do to ruin the silk. The snow might not be cold, but traces of water dripped along the veins of her feet.
The dark outline of her city’s spiral towers and crooked tenements loomed against the setting moon. A few windows lit with yellow, flickering fire light, but no one wandered outside at this time of night, especially with wolves and bears prowling the woods.
Not that Chenel was either a wolf or bear. The trees, scrawny with winter, bent under the weight of ice. Their translucent branches glowed in the moon’s light, but Chenel was the only living soul here. No movement, no wolves, no bears.