Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #115
For the visually challenged writer, the photo shows a man wearing a fleece hoody walking through snowy woods and casually carrying a shotgun on his right shoulder.
Faceless hero, or menace?
I could not tell
The snow blinding my vision
The sun gave him an eerie glow
as he walked towards me
My heart beat a tattoo against my ribs
I turned to run when I heard the shot
that crossed over my left shoulder
In front of me, I could see a fallen wolf
His hindquarters badly mauled
His mouth a mass of white foam
As if he had eaten a bag of marshmallows.
A hero after all…
© Anita Dawes 2021
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