Hide and Seek

Hide and Seek
November 23, 2011 13 Comments Writing Stephanie Ayers

The day began early. The sun not yet arose from its bed as the moon cast a soft silver light on the white landscape in front of Martin. The first frost of the season never failed to awe him and here in the mountains, it was simply majestic.He closed his eyes, allowing the bite of the morning air to filter through him. His boots crunched as they moved across the ice-laden grass beneath them. He walked to the edge of the campsite, bordered by a wooden fence, and turned around.

The mountains rose behind the cabin, a sea of white against the pink just beginning to bloom in the sky. The cabin itself was unconventional for this area, and stunning in its design. It reminded him of a church he’d seen in Ukraine once with its rotundas and vast open space. He breathed deeply, wincing slightly as the pain of cold hit his nostrils. Here was a quiet place, peaceful. Here was purity and innocence, a place where evil couldn’t reach, no matter how much it tried to invade. He would memorize this moment and file it away for use on a bad day. The only thing missing was Kate and Malcolm. Only they could have made this moment any better.

A glimpse of red played hide and seek with his eyes and he moved toward it. It eluded him, seeming closer than it actually was, then too far away at all the same time, too.  He followed no trail, only keeping his eyes on the prize and his ears alert for trouble. It led him deeper into the woods, flashing him its beauty in gaps until he reached the river. It was there, on a high branch of an evergreen, that he discovered it was a cardinal.It watched him intently before taking flight to another tree a few yards away.

He crossed the river, not feeling the icy water through his boots, and followed. It hopped from limb to limb, tree to tree, sometimes disappearing deeper into the woods, still playing hide and seek with Martin, until it led him to a small cottage in great disarray, the frost revealing gaps in the roof that wouldn’t be seen otherwise. Martin watched as the bird took flight, soaring in through one of the openings, and he waited. A small plume of smoke filtered out of the chimney, a gray cloud in a world of white and brown. The dilapidated door opened and a woman stood there. Startled, Martin turned and retraced his steps back to his cabin.

As he recrossed the river, he heard a drone coming from the sky. He stopped to watch for the plane, expecting it to be some charter craft taking someone on a joy ride through the mountains. He watched as the plane came in sight. His legs pumped ferociously as he caught sight of its UFO shape, and the tattletale W of its tail that signified that it was a bomber.  In the same instance the warning left his lips, the plane released a missile. Before the warning could reach the cabin, it exploded in a burst of flames. Martin was thrown to the river as the trees nearest the cabin caught fire. He retreated into the woods as he realized he should be toast. Whoever ordered the hit on the cabin wanted them all dead. He knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that they would be back to make sure no one survived.

Suddenly, the cottage in the woods looked inviting.

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This week we were instructed to write a piece, non-fiction or fiction, in which your character is experiencing first frost of the year. Try to add feeling and descriptive detail by focusing on what your character’s senses are picking up. It could be a smell (or lack of), the chill on their skin, or even the way the landscape changes under the cover of that frost. Have fun. Use your imagination.

How did I do? Constructive critique is always wanted and appreciated.

This is another snippet from my NaNo project in progress. How do you like the story so far?

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Stephanie Ayers A published author with a knack for twisted tales, Stephanie Ayers is the Executive Creative Director of OWS Ink, LLC, a community for writers and readers alike. She loves a good thriller, fairies, things that go bump in the night, and sappy stories. When she is not writing, she can be found in Creative Cloud designing book covers and promotional graphics for authors.
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  1. 13 Comments

    Angelia Sims

    It very much chilled me! Great descriptions.

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      DM

      Thanks, Angelia. Now to write what’s between this and another part. LOL.

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    Carrie

    I really loved this scene. You created a great balance between the peacefulness of the mountains with the tension and unease brought about first by seeing the strange cottage, then by the bomber destroying the cabin Martin was in.

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      DM

      Thanks Carrie, more than you know.

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    Brandon

    Crap… left a comment and got kicked off the net… I cannot wait until I get back to the states! UGH!

    Anyway, basically what I said what that you can tell you are in a bit of a rush in this piece. Being so close to the end of Nano, I completely understand, though. I think with a good once over edit (with a clear, un-rushed mind, anyway) you will see most of it.

    I did like the way you described the scene. The catch in his breath, the crunch of the grass… I could picture myself in the scene. Great job with that!

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      DM

      Actually it’s a head cold that hit me hard yesterday. It felt like it took me hours to write this, LOL. And I only got maybe 400 words more after I wrote this. Man, colds suck. (and maybe I was feeling a little rushed too, with stuff still needing to be done for the holiday.) I will be going back and re-reading it when my head is clear. Everything will be easier. LOL.

      Thanks for reading.

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        Brandon

        Of course! Hope you feel better. 🙂

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    Shah Wharton

    You put me in the scene easily. Hope your cold leaves you soon. 😀 Shah, X

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      DM

      Thank you, Shah. Man. I hope it leaves quickly too.

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    Jessica Anne

    You really drew me into this place and the quiet and calm, interrupted by the UFO, really great contrast. The one place that pulled me out of it was when he started to follow the cardinal. I feel like I need a little more transition there, or a reason why he just decided to follow it.

    Happy Thanksgiving! Hope you have a great day!

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      DM

      Ah. I can do that. Not sure it will make it to this, but I can definitely add to it and clarify it in the NaNo itself. Hope you had a great holiday!

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    julieemoore

    This going to be a great book. Looking forward to the completion. My favorite part was the end when the UFO shot the missile. I love action and that was exciting. Glad you’re here.

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      DM

      Thanks, Julie. I’m getting really excited too, and wondering where this is going to go and how they are going to get to the end. I’m having a lot of fun, though I’m behind in my NaNo count.

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