Inside the tranquil forest, a thriving city resides, if you only know where to look. Under the logs, High in the trees, but wait! A sudden hush falls over the forest. Unnaturally quiet, the silence feels strange, hostile eve. But why!
The only sounds you can hear are those of the rustle of trees in the wind and the rushing of a stream in the distance.
All of that fades away, into the background as you spot a flash of movement. A spot here, a tail there, The flick of an ear... It stops. Hiding, and waiting to hunt.
You back up against a tree. Nothing moves.
On the other side of the clearing, an oblivious rabbit, it's ears twitching rapidly in wariness; still failing to notice the quiet in witch even the crickets, high in the trees, cease to chirp, but it continues to lollop leisurely against the ground, finding a tasty patch of buttercups and clovers where it goes.
A sudden spring, a moment of flight and, time? It slows.
You watch on, Both fascinated and horrified at the circle of life, unable to move. You watch on as it realises its fate, you watch on as it gathers it haunches and prepares to leap, to escape the hungry clutches of death.
But it is all futile.
But fate is inescapable.
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The Forest and other short stories
Short Storya collection of short stories that I have written. This is my first published work on Wattpad, Please be patient!
