There is something to be said to actually having the time to write. The words haven't flowed this well in a very long time. It might also have a little something to do with the weeks of planning and prep leading up to my eventual unemployment. In any case, I'm not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, or in this case thesaurus. It feels really good to feel like I'm finally doing what I was put onto this planet to do.
Here is a little something from a chapter I'm currently working on... Enjoy!
The afternoon sun was shining high in the sky. It was really warm, Tobias could feel the beads of sweat trickling down his back causing his shirt to stick uncomfortably to his skin. He was hiking through the woods, one of his favorite past times, except this trail didn’t look familiar. He continued forward, the sun beating down on his head and shoulders.
‘I should have remembered to bring a hat,’ he thought to himself. He kept walking, stepping confidently over rocks and tree roots, sure in his footing. After awhile the canopy of trees became thicker, blocking some of the sun’s intense rays. Tobias paused, wiping a sweaty arm across his forehead. His mouth tasted dry and dusty, smacking his lips he fumbled for the straw on his CamelBak. He bit down on the rubbery plastic bite valve and sucked greedily. Unfortunately only a few drops of water fell onto his parched tongue. He sucked harder but to no avail, the hydration pack was empty.
Tired and dehydrated, Tobias continued along the trail. The branches overhead grew thicker and more dense, soon there was very little light. Tobias couldn’t tell if the sun was setting or if it was just the trees preventing the light from getting through. The growing darkness was more than a little unsettling, but Tobias pressed on.
After walking for what seemed like forever, the sound of running water made Tobias stop, his ears perked listenings to see if he could determine the direction the source of the sound. Without hesitation, Tobias stepped off the path, the need to slack his thirst the only thought on his mind. He followed the sound of rushing water, stumbling through the brush until he reached a clearing.
The canopy overhead had thinned, allowing a few shafts of light to shine through. Next to the clearing, was a stream, its waters babbling merrily almost calling Tobias by name. Without thinking, Tobias flung himself to his knees on bank and dipped his hand into the cool water. He drank greedily, cupping large handfuls of water and bringing them to his lips. However, no matter how many handfuls of water he gulped down, his thirst wasn’t abated. He put his face directly into the water, gulping large mouthfuls of water until his belly was swollen, still his mouth and tongue felt dry and parched as if he’d been drinking sand instead of water.
The sound of footsteps in the clearing behind him distracted him from his thirst. The sound was too loud to be a predator and too big to be a human, a group of humans maybe but Tobias got the sense that whatever it was, there was only one. Water dripping down his chin, he sat up and looked around. At first, he couldn’t see anything, the clearing was empty except for him and the only sounds he could hear were the sounds of the birds in the trees and the water rushing next to him, taunting him.
He turned back to the stream, intending to have more to drink when he heard the sound of footsteps again, this time louder and closer. In addition, there was a deep snuffling as the newcomer was tasting the air a large nose. Tobias whirled around and gasped. Standing at the edge of the clearing was the largest horse Tobias had ever seen.
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