I'M BACK SCARMYS!!!!!!! After a long Hiatus, it feels good 2 b back! Sorry 4 a very late update, but I worked very hard in describing the scenes cuz I wanted you guys not to read, but to FEEL and actually SEE what's comin' next hehehhh.
And one thing more......Happy Diwali to all my Indian readers!!!
Okay, now here u go!
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"Hazel!!" With his screams echoing in the midst of the white penetrated land, Jungkook scoured the ice kissed surroundings.
Looming, the torch in Jungkook's hand peered everywhere to detect the lost one, but all he could assist were the ominous trees vanquished in the chalky shroud of sombre blaze, igniting the tempestuously haunting woodland in the sear of biting pale.
Lurching in the ocean of stabbing snow, Jungkook constantly scouted for his wife; he didn't care of anything else, but his love.
His Haze was in danger.
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Breath pallid against the numbing air, Hazel faced plight in grasping the vision, which was now quenched in the mist of sable.
Despite the dusk embracing the forest in its murky arms, a thick veil of fog lingered in the gloom kissed maze, suffocating every primordial tree in its wicked hue.
Wailing more destructively than any gale, Hazel felt the taut clutch of cackling fright, blazing her brain with the bites of scorch.
Terror exploding in her bleeding heart, Hazel lost against the shrill dominance of haplessness as shredded screams tore through her stone cold lips....a hysterical weep for help.....for Jungkook.
Pain throbbed in every jittering limb of her sore body, especially on her right arm where now a deep wound dwelt as Hazel slipped and fell hard, causing her arm to cleave open, permitting the hot blood to surge out, which later moulded itself into a bluish-purple bruise.
In this endless labyrinth of obstacles, Hazel's wane silhouette was shattering as the violent gusts of rudiment gale storming towards Hazel growled ravenously; revealing the intensity of their lust to swallow the prey up.
The destructive wind from the north screeched with mirth as it trounced at Hazel, as if excited to lick her with its rancorous tongue.
Pooling, the tears welled up in the burning eyes of bleak silver streamed with ferocity as Hazel howled stridently; her chest as heavy as lead; throat so raw from lamenting.
Maybe.....fate had decided her demise here.
However, in this deafening melody of death, Hazel heard a faint call of life....of Jungkook.
