Snow Capped Mountains

Snow falls, settling on the trees, the surplus making its way to the already saturated earth.
Nearby, the first kill of the season falls to the ground.
The red blood splashes and forms a pretty colour scheme amidst a snow wrapped background.
The man and his daughter had left early this morning to choose a christmas tree from the forrest.
A young, terrified voice calls for her father.
Within minutes he is by his daughters side.
Too late though as the wolf has fled the scene.
The father cradles the ravaged body to his chest, a keening sound escapes his throat as he rocks back and forth .
He fails to see the beautiful snow capped mountains and trees that had his child engrossed a short time earlier.

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