Alice
shivered as she sat on the ice waiting for rescue. The robin that had landed
nearby kept her in check as it hammered on the ice, trying to find anything
worth eating.
Her soaked clothing was beginning to harden in the bitter
wind as she watched the bird and envied the warmth of its feathers; noticing
her own hands had taken on a blue hue.
Alice
wondered how it survived out here, but considered that if it too had fallen
into the water it might also be struggling for life.
She heard the helicopter as tiredness began to crawl into
her mind, and she resisted the urge to close her eyes and rest as the shaking
in her body started to slow down.
We're almost there, Alice! - the reader wants to shout.
ReplyDeleteNicely written story
Well done
A really good story.
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