♦ Chapter Seven ♦

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      brumous (adj.) || of grey skies and winter days

) || of grey skies and winter days

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She set out with a sea of blue sparkling above her and the land glittering around her. 

The past few days she spent stuck to her father's side. They tried to put aside their fear and live in the moment of security. They still hadn't found proof that the wolf existed and she found comfort believing that it had only been a part of her imagination combined with the nightly storm. She sincerely hoped so. 

If the wolf had tracked her all the way across the country, it could find her anywhere. Yet, the question lingered as to why. If it was possible, why was the wolf after her? Who was she to it? From the day it killed her mother and sister, she had always asked herself why she was the reason they were dead.

She didn't go back to sleep after her father left for work, she was still afraid to do it alone. She had watched the old truck limp through the early dawn, its old headlights attempting to light the way, and she had sighed against the cool window pane when it had disappeared down the hill. She knew it would be a long three days before he returned. 

She listened to the snow crunching beneath her feet, matching her steps with the beat of her heart, and kept an open eye on her surroundings. She knew it was highly unlikely to see a wolf in broad daylight but that nagging anticipation in the back of her mind wouldn't rest. She couldn't ignore the faintest feeling that something would happen and it quickened her pace. 

The sooner she could get into town and grab her supplies, the better she'd be. She had purposefully set out early so that she could return and finish her work before the sun fell. She could hardly stand the shadows anymore, she had to keep a light on no matter what. She refused to enter a dark room, therefore the house was always lit up. An insecurity that surfaced just as the nightmare. 

She was haunted. 

"Hey, Miki!" She jumped, startled, and spun to face the person. 

She never even realized she'd made it into town, she'd been so wrapped up in her head, and she felt her face stretch into a smile when she saw her friend, Avery. The girl was playing with a bunch of her friends, rolling a snowman family in her front yard, but Avery quickly crossed the street upon seeing her. 

"Hey," She greeted the rosy cheeked girl. 

Avery grinned, "I haven't seen you in a while." 

She rolled her eyes, "A couple of weeks, big deal." 

"Alright, but it doesn't stop me from missing you any less," Avery laughed, "Come on, come play with us. Its kinda fun, we're going to have a movie night once our clothes get soaked." 

She sighed, glancing towards the cafe further down the road, "Avery, I'd really love to, but I need to get my stuff and head back home. I have things to do." 

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