I’m writing this book and I’m not quite sure what people might think of it. In order not to spoil the story, I’m only showing a small part of it. It’s a fiction, action, some romance book. Tell me what you think.
…but the river was frozen solid.
I stopped dead in my tracks. I shivered. I can’t remember the last time I was so cold. My hair swayed in the wind and I bit my lip.
The only wooden bridge that crossed the river was now covered with a thin layer of ice. I looked at the frozen river in disappointment.
How am I going to cross it now? I am no doubt going to slip and fall on that icy bridge and who knows how thin that ice is?
Great.
I gave a deep sigh and watched my breath as it rised up into the cold air and finally disappeared. I looked back at the path I came from and then to the forest at the other side of the river.
Another shiver.
Well, I’m not going back! I’ve come this far and I just have to see what’s on the other side of this river. It has been three days! Another minute passed in silence.
Ok, that’s it! Without thinking about it further, I slowly went over to the edge of the iced river.
I could hear the faint rush of the water under the ice. The thin cracks looked like carefully carved in cobwebs.
I held my breath, and very gently put my left foot onto the ice.
Nothing! No noise or anything like that! Relief washed over me and I let my breath out. I actually had a chance to get over! Maybe the ice is thick enough after all.
With new confidence I slowly put my right foot onto the ice as well.
Still nothing. I half smiled to myself in approvement. Not thinking about it twice, I slowly continued over the river, watching my feet at all times. it took me a minute to cross about half the distance when I stopped.
I heard something I fear to mention. Very faintly but sure enough. the sound of a crack forming in the ice. I looked down at the ice under my feat in panic. Sure enough, there, right between my feet, was a very small crack in the ice. A hint of fear as I realized I could faintly see a dark blur of rushing water under the ice where I was standing.
The ice was getting thinner.
The ice was melting.
I quickly looked back to where I came from, just to get the same results.
"No, no no!" I cursed under my breath. This can’t b happening. I can’t go back. The ice is just as dangerously thin there as it is here. I looked around in frustration, searching for a safe place to step.
Then my head shot up in fear as I heard it again. This time it sounded deeper… and longer.
"Help!" I cried out nearly in tears. "Somebody help!" This time more urgently.
a few seconds passed as a desperately listened for an answer. Then I heard a faint crunch of what I thought was a footstep only a few meters into the forest. Another crunch, this time closer. I didn’t dare move. ‘Hello?" I whispered half to myself.
Then, HE stepped out from behind a few trees.
No. It can’t be. He, he…. He’s not suppost to be real…
I could hardly see him but it was definitely him. I’ve just seen him for a few seconds just a few days ago. In a dream. his green eyes revealed a mixture of anger and confusion.
He was wearing trainers and jeans, (just like the first time) but this time with a black hoody. Despite the freezing temperature, he didnt even look cold. Suddenly it looked like he knew what was going on but also like he was hesitating about something.
"Don’t. Move." He said this very carefully. I stood there frozen on the spot. He closed his eyes as if he was listening for something. All of the sudden his eyes shot open in alert. "No!" He leapt towards me, but it was too late.
My cry was drowned by the icy water as the ice beneath me gave way and I plunged through the ice. Bubbles rushed past me as the hole where I fell through disappeared into the distance.
The water was blinding me and it stinged in my nose and eyes. I tried swimming back but the water was pushing me backwards. I was just about to give up when a wild current hit me from the right and left me breathless.
The current threw me around like a doll. I struggled helplessly as the ice disappeared above me. My vision was fading fast and I gave up on struggling. That was when the river released me. It threw me into the calm-moving dark waters of the river.
I couldn’t see anything and all I felt was cold, heavy and there was a soar burn in my throaght.
I couldn’t breathe anymore.
The last thing I felt, was a faint pressure tightening around my waist.
let me know what you think of it. Oh and please be honest.
