He shifted slightly in the saddle, letting go gently of the reigns, they both stood there and breathed in the view from the top of the ridge. In his peace, he realized it didn’t matter now.
Even if the government fell tonight, and democracy was swept away, he would still have one of the best trail horses ever made. He loved his Quarter Horse/Belgian mare. And he had his compound bow, but only 75 arrows until he learned how to make his own.
He dismounted and led the mare to the stream. Soon even people would be able to drink from the rivers again, having been cleansed. He was a little uneasy though, about carrying the bow wherever he went. What was it the pastor had said?
“Sometimes we hold onto our weapons, not willing to accept the new being made…..” Yep that was it……he was unwilling to accept the ruins and the new was having a difficult time breaking in. Maybe he just needed more time.
As the mare drank deeply, a noise to his right caught his attention. He swung around the bow, and his right hand instinctively reached back to the quiver……he wondered if the deer knew he was hunting…..
from the Apocalyptic Journal
Writing and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
Oh wow! This is amazing, surprise ending.
Thank you Holly! Glad you liked it. Peace and be wonderfully blessed.
Thank you Nico.
I was drawn into the story but had not expected the twist in the end. Well done, Nico!
Thank you Erika! Yes I wanted that surprise! Peace my friend and have a great weekend.
Well achieved, Nico! Have a blessed weekend.
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Clever! Caught me by surprise! 🤗
Thank you Barbara! Peace and wonderful blessings to you and your family.
Oh wow I love that ending. Another wonderful story. 🙂
Thank you MichelleMarie! Peace and wonderful blessings to you and your family.
Nico, your writings often fan into flame a creative spark within me. This piece gives me an idea~ Thank you!
That’s wonderful! Thank you Lois, what a beautiful compliment! Peace and be wonderfully blessed.
Love this!! Very intriguing!
Thank you Christy! I try to think of what it would be like when the world comes to an end or just after. My version of sci-fi. Peace and great blessings to ya.
That is a really neat way to think for writing.
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I like the acceleration at the end of the story, Nico.
What is the Apocalyptic journal ? One of your book ?
In friendship
Michel
Thank you Michel! It is a fictitious book of short stories about surviving the end of all things. Alot like science fiction. Peace and great blessings to you.
Wonderful prose.
Thank you Elisabet! Your comment is a blessing. Peace to you and have a wonderful week.