Dread

The freezing morning air penetrated my thin clothing sending icy daggers down my spine. My cold emotionless eyes searched the gray morning for any sign of escape. The dimly glowing light in distance promised warmth but I knew better than to trust in deceitful lights. Dread paralyzed my heart, but I kept on walking through the fog towards certain destruction. I had no choice. I am not free in this world. Right then I wished for nothing more than wings to fly above the mist and disappear into the land were fantasy and reality collide. A secret hiding place where hopes and dreams live on forever and no tears can fall. If only for a moment, I would stay in this land of freedom. Running but never growing tired. All dreams must end though, and when the bright sunlight of my imagination faded into the dark gray of the morning, the only feeling left inside me was dread. A deep unending dread that flowed through me like an electric current. Invisible chains clinging to me, an inescapable bondage from which I will never be free. I was lost out there in that wilderness, yet I knew exactly where I was going. The lair of the dragon. Every sound in the distance sent a chill down my spine, yet I proceeded, for every second I wasted the hearts of of millions suffered unbearable tragedy. L'écharpe, the furious monster who awaited me, hid in the darkness. He wanted nothing more than to avenge the deaths of his kind, and I wanted nothing more than to avenge the deaths of mine. L'écharpe lay hidden, his pale white skin camouflaging him against the snow covered ground. Puffs of smoke rose from his nostrils as steam would rise from a geyser. He waited for me there in his hiding place. I waited for him in mine......

This is only the beginning of what I am working on, and it may amount to nothing at all. The character (me) is a ninja/dragon slayer who is trying to escape the past by slaying the monstrous and troublesome dragons of the "land" (for lack of a better term), but I wish for an escape from this profession and something in my shady past keeps me in bondage to this job. L'écharpe is the leader of the dragons and the most destructive. In this scene I am wandering through the frozen wilderness hunting the mighty L'écharpe....he's also hunting me.