Blood, Wolves, and Death

The moon in its magnificent glow brightened the starry sky. Its luminescent presence almost drowning out the stars around it. Tall trees danced to the whistling wind, as the snow crunched beneath my boots. My breath ragged, I stared ever so intently at the moon. As if it called to me, beckoning me to take my next step, my gaze never faltered. Its beauty showing the very irony of this beautiful, yet so cruel world.

I looked back towards the burning ruins of a home that was no more, of parents that were no more. Was this all I could do? Run away. I felt so weak.

X time earlier…

”Ford! Ford! ”, a man called out my name, his stern voice clearly fed up with me.

Watching him from above, I sat on a branch of one of the trees.

”Graaah! ”, I shouted, as I jumped on his back.

”Ugh ”, he grunted. ”There you are, brat ”.

He chuckled as he threw me to the ground. My back ached as I laughed.

”Your mothers looking for you, and she took out some of her frustration on me. So you better watch your back during tomorrows practice ”, he ushered me to go as he ominously smiled.

”Sorry Brad ”, I scratched my ear. I could only hope that he wouldn go too hard on me. Running to the large mansion, I took a shortcut through one of the bushes to the back. Tossing through hedges, running around trees, I looked towards the back, where I entered the servants quarters.

”Hello, Master Ford ”, one of the servants greeted me, bowing her head.

”Hello Sendra ”, I smiled before running to the kitchen.

The chefs didn even look surprised. They were used to my sudden appearances through the backdoor. They greeted me nonetheless, as I ran further into the mansion.

The halls twisted and-

”Ow ”, I bumped into a large lizard, its red eyes that seemed like they could see right through you, looked at me. ”Oh, hey Simon ”.

I greeted the large lizard, smiling. Petting its head for a moment. Though, I almost instantly recalled my mothers angry face.

”Sorry, I have to go Simon ”, I sprinted away. The lizard became invisible, as if it weren ever there in the first place.

”Ford len Twoir ”, my full name, this was going to be bad.

Looking towards my mother, my eyes quickly looked to the very interesting floor. There seemed to be a stain on the carpet, never noticed it.

”Where have you been? ”, she asked furiously.

”I was… ” I mumbled.

”What? ”, her voice came again. ”Youll have to speak louder than that ”.

The silence was deafening.

Thankfully, mother sighed to break the silence. This is it, hope. Perhaps I was going to receive a second chance at life.

”You
e not allowed to go hunting this weekend with your father ”, she spoke, her strict tone leaving me no room to complain.

”But- ”, I courageously spoke out.

She glared at me.

”So what was it? ”, I asked nervously, though I didn want to have her recall why she was angry, I was also curious.

”I wanted to go on a walk with you ”.

”Huh? ”, my brows trembled as I almost lost my footing.

– – – – –

A gentle breeze, colder than usual blew through my fingers. A glowing orange sun and clouds almost trying to steal the colours of the sky, demanded my gaze. Pink, orange, yellow, red. Yet through its beauty, the sun always seemed so out of reach. It glowed so bright, nothing could match it. Sounds lonely.

”Ford? ”, my mother looked to my questioning fa