For your reading enjoyment today, I’m pleased to offer a short story I wrote a few weeks back. I scribbled Shattered Ice in a flurry of wintry inspiration and entered it in Family Fiction’s short story contest: The Story 2014. (And then, being still inspired by said flurry of frosty fantastical funness, decided to create a mock cover for it. *grins* I never did claim any skill in the graphics design department, but it’s the best I can do.)
So if you enjoy Shattered Ice, do me a favor and give it a thumbs-up vote. And feel free to share the story with friends, neighbors, random acquaintances, yes and even your supervillain enemies, if you feel so inclined!
Ren’s eyes stare up at me. Pale blue like the arctic sky, but lifeless as the ice beneath my feet. Dead. My gaze wanders to the silver-fletched arrow piercing his heart. The arrow meant for me.
Numbness creeps up my arms, and the sword falls from my fingers, cleaving a bloodstained gash in the snow. Gray frosts my vision. A crimson river mars the pure white surface of the earth. My blood mingling with his.
Soldiers cluster around me, ragged and bloodstained, raising triumphant cries over the corpses littering the frozen plain.
I cannot join in. It wasn’t supposed to end this way. A victor cheated of victory. Revenge robbed of its sweetness.
The earth seems to tilt and I fall. Cold seeps into my heart
Even in death, must he steal all?
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