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Our spooktober prompt for today is HOWL! from
🎃 Write a story in 100 words! 🎃
Bonus points if the story will have macabre vibes!
Don’t forget to tag me if you follow along with the challenge.
Foto de patrice schoefolt.
So, this is my microdosing:
The big Black Wolf was smelling the air. It had run taking nearly no rest since Sinningen. The air was pure and, with every breathing it took, it was feeling better. Specially the dizzy sensation of the first days, had dissappeared.
Then a new smell reached its nose: it was easily recognizable and it was good news.
The Wolf climbed the Hill from where it could actually watch the whole place: the forest ahead, the green and exhuberant Valley and the River back. It ended by howling so hard even people who normally tortured others, felt their blood cold. But it felt happy and free.
La traducción en español, como siempre, en Wordpress.