Wednesday 18 September 2019

Day 2 Writing: The Arctic Journey
















Silently, they rode across the frozen blue lake. You could hear the trotting of the huskys on the frozen terrain. But soon the ground beneath him started to shatter,  it sounded like thunder and an earthquake. The noise grew larger and the cracks grew bigger, one big crack from behind him darted towards them like a cheetah trying to catch its prey. He knew he had to make it to land as fast as he could and he was only one kilometer left to go untill he was at land. But then a big crack opened from under them they had nowhere to run so he fell deep into the frozen lake, then someone though they had found him but it was only his vest they knew his ghost was still somewhere around... 

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