[Ravenous Night]
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Laura writes grains of letters on the yellowing pages of her notebook. Her hair was neatly tucked in a messy bun.
It was a stone cold night of December and stars were in perfect slumber. Laura was sat on the chair by the fireplace. She watched her shadows dance in flickering light. She murdered more logs to keep the amusement burning.
She pens a few lines.
Laura wasn't just a writer. She's a severe sonneteer. She runs a few poetic lines of sorts that blend her oceanic mind. She plays along with her words for a moment, fidgets her fountain pen then strikes.
Night, I long for your reach.
Hold my body, chain my very soul.
My system, will you ever breach?
If, by chance, I cross death tonight,
Night, withdraw the life, to you, I owe.
A screech disturbed her innate dreaming. She looked at the window.
A wondrous monster started to appear. She strode towards the window. She unlocked the pin and opened it. She shivered whilst the snow entered-
A crow.
She unwound and composed herself after fright.
"Just a poor little guy seeking help." she mouthed.
She gave the apple one small bite before handling it to the crow. It perched on it. But it just rolled over. The crow gave up and flew away.
She closed the window and seeped her eyes outside like a waterflow. Laura hoped to catch sight of the crow. But nothing.
"Blackbird fly." she sang.
YOU ARE READING
Laura
Teen Fiction“Save me! Please!” she screams as the fire claims her skin and caresses her body.
