A story from Thursday, October 27, 2011

Harvest Time

The harvest moon shed a ghostly blue into the woods, perfect lighting. Disguised, he lay in wait, watched the shadows move up the street.

2 Critiques to "Harvest Time"

  1. The following was written by Amy Tripp on October 27, 2011

    Great tension in this. I felt like I was as ready to pounce as ‘he’ was.

  2. The following was written by Jan B. on October 31, 2011

    Beautifully written. I can see the moonlit trees.