My entry for Sue Vincent’s #writephoto Shelter.
If anyone is missing my Werewolf/Vampire/Witch saga I shall try to carry on next week.
Shelter
Shelter is halfway up the hill
Reach it while there is light still
I have run so far yet not escaped
The blackness in which my life is caped.
Shelter is within my sight
The monster I must fight.
He leaves the bushes and heads for me.
No escape is all I see.
His tallons sharp rip out my heart
I cannot fight I don’t know where to start.
I cannot reach the shelter yet
But I know it’s there, I won’t forget.
