Wan

The crossbow bolt had gone through his neck and, in his panic, his little heart stopped beating. She looked sorrowfully at the boys, nuzzled her mate’s limp body, and hid her eyes with her wings.

Winter came and she faced it alone in sorrow.
The boys were never away from the lake, taunting her, and ruining her solitude.
The deep waters of the former quarry seldom froze, and when they did the boys were straight on the ice.
They chased her, but she didn’t panic, she led them to where ice was thinnest.
By the time anyone came looking, there was nothing to see, the hole had iced over.

When the spring came she preened herself, but never again would she feel the gentle touch of his beak, nor would she have to endure the boys taunting.

Wan

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My entry for May’s 2nd Flash Fiction Challenge Missing: based on my picture Swan

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