Daily Prompt: Crossing

via Daily Prompt: Crossing

A lone girl crouched among dead bushes before a wide dirt path. Her dark hair hung heavy over her back, chilled and weighed down by the cold of dead winter. A small puff of breath made a soft cloud of steam that gently lifted away and dispersed. The clouds above dusted the little road with snow as nightfall crept over the land. This path may seem unimportant to most. But she’d traveled it before…Gagged and in chains. Cart tracks and the familiar wide and heavy footprints of her fellow tribesmen roughed up the once smooth ground. It had recently been used. As the princess of her tribe, and a prisoner of war…every step must be cautious and calculated.


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