
Follow the Blood Trail
I woke up one morning from a very vivid dream. Once I wrote all of the words out to describe the dream, this is what it was about. The snow fell softly turning the landscape white The excited boy leaped from his bed having hardly slept through the night It was his first time hunting and Grandpa was excited too Before heading out the door there were things they had to do Pack a lunch, put on warm clothes, have something warm to drink The boy was anxious and excited it was hard