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by Joseph
Rated: E · Fiction · Dark · #2311339
The legend of Grizzly trail is born. Becca rides her horse thru the trail.
Legend of Grizzly Trail

“Faster Sam. Go-get-up. Getty-up. Come on. Faster Sam. Why did we come this way? Go Sam. We can make it! Getty-up get-up.”

As I urged my horse forward, my grip on the reins tightened, and I could feel its muscles straining beneath me. The adrenaline surged through my veins, fueling my determination to outrun the monstrous creature. To escape the clutches of the menacing forest.

Darkness, trees, shadows, fear, and terror. My heart raced as I galloped. These forbidden woods have always haunted me.

A giant bear claw, razor-sharp, tore through the night, slashing off Sam's head. Headless horse. The beast's roar filled the air, reverberating through the trees. I knew my life depended on sheer speed.

I ran, sprinted, and sprinted harder. The grizzly bear, the very same creature that had haunted my dreams for as long as I could remember, was determined to catch me. The forest was a tangle of twisted branches and looming trees, their gnarled limbs reaching for the heavens. The moon's pale light filtered through the thick canopy, casting eerie shadows on the forest floor.

The ground was uneven, littered with rocks and gnarled roots that seemed to conspire to trip me. Leaves rustled beneath my feet. My breaths came in ragged gasps. My heartbeat was a relentless drumbeat in my ears, a steady reminder of the ever-present danger behind me.

The grizzly's growls echoed through the night. It was a chilling reminder that it was gaining ground. The scent of damp earth and decaying leaves clung to the air. Panic clawed at my chest, urging me to run faster. I could hear twigs snapping and the grizzly's thunderous paw steps drawing nearer.

In this dark, treacherous forest, my world had condensed to one thing: survival. Every step, every heartbeat, and every breath was a desperate plea for escape. The haunting memories of those woods now paled in comparison to the living nightmare that pursued me, a primal force of nature determined to catch its prey. A giant claw slashed. The horse's head fell. I ran. Grizzly chased. Woods, dark, and eerie. Trees whispered. Leaves rustled. Branches scraped. Moonlight danced. My fear soared. Becca fled. Grizzly roared. Leaves crunched. Twigs snapped. My heart pounded. Branches whipped. Breath labored. Eyes wide. Roots tripped. Shadows clung. Grizzly lurked.

Panic, surging. Grizzly's growl. Grizzly's wrath. Past, forgotten. Past, revisited. Childhood fears. Childhood stories. Mother's warnings. Mother's dread. The legend whispered. The legend is alive.

In the dark woods, I ran. Grizzly bore down. A primal chase. A relentless hunter. Ancient oaks. Ancient whispers. A haunted dream. A living nightmare. My thoughts scrambled. Memories fractured. Mother's face. Mother's tears. Forbidden woods. Forbidden dread. Fear, relentless. Grizzly's vengeance. Branches clawed. Shadows swirled. Escape dwindled. Grizzly's maw. A gaping void. Becca, prey. Becca, hunted. Grizzly's roars. Grizzly's hunger.



The legend was born. In that moment, I realized I had become part of the legend. The woods whispered tales of those who had faced the grizzly and survived, but now it was my turn to prove myself. With every ounce of strength left in me, I pushed forward, determined to escape the clutches of the relentless hunter and carve my own path in this haunting wilderness.



A clearing emerged. Hope flickered. Moonlight glimmered. My salvation is a distant light. A final sprint. Grizzly's breath, my icy death. The legend was born.



559 words
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