What happens when in my brain I sign up for something but in reality I don't. LOL.
The Search
Bitingly cold skin
Only one thought:
Find his sister-
All alone.
Cold wetness
Howling wind
Teeth chattering
Gather worry.
Heart turned to ice
Howling of wolves
Through the roaring wind.
Move faster!
Fight his way forward
Drawing closer
Starving.
This is an erasure I made of someone's fic that just struck me.
:D
Thanks to zempasuchil for allowing an unsignedup person to post an erasure, because she's awesome. :)
http://aythia.livejournal.com/117985.html (here have a linky. :D)