This is the start of a story I’ve been working on. Just one thing, I’m afraid it may be too short, but I can’t find anywhere to add more detail, so help me out if you can, or just give me your opinion.
Thanks!
Wind flowed lightly through the twisting moss covered trees. The sun was hanging low in the sky, partially cut off by the tall snowy mountains. Through the calm air the light noise of boots crunching their way through dead leaves could be heard. A figure draped in a heavy green cloak swiftly hurried through the forest. Never running, but never walking.
A sudden shift in the air made the creeping figure stop. He felt pressure take control of his whole body and he knew that he had reached his destination. Pulling from beneath his cloak a small glass bottle of violet liquid, he smiled with satisfaction. His goal was accomplished, his mission, over.
Almost sighing with relief he pulled the cork from the bottle, allowing the intoxicating scent from the potion inside wash over him. It smelled of home, and filled him with a fiery desire to return, and now he finally could.
Carefully he let one drop fall from its container to the earth. Moments later, a clear thick liquid spread, as if it spouted from the ground. The man almost laughed and jumped into it, like a small child jumping into a puddle on a rainy day. The clear fluid engulfed him, and just as the sun disappeared over the mountains, the man was gone.
Suggestions anyone?
PM me if you have any questions.
