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Nirvana

A micro-fiction

By Natasha CollazoPublished 3 months ago Updated 3 months ago 1 min read
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Nirvana
Photo by Anastasiia Krutota on Unsplash

Crunch crack. Crunch crack, pause.

You can hear a pin drop at the tip-top of the Appalachians.

The silence is tranquil, the stillness is immaculate. An imagery I can’t articulate into words.

The sounds of small sticks falling, but in the most soothing way.

Nothing but snow on top of snow.

The weather is at a calm, crisp 30 degrees. As I continue to trek, I begin to sweat, tying my sweater around my waist and now I’m in a tank top.

Crunch crack, crunch crack.

CRUNCH.

Crack, pause.

Turning around, hearing additional crackles behind me.

I see nothing in view.

This is by far the most surreal place I’ve ever been. Savoring every moment.

I shut my eyes, and sniffed long.

“CRACK”

I jolted, turning my back again, this time it was closer.

Still seeing nothing, I bend down to adjust my boot. As I stood up, there it was.

The crackle. In front of me. Standing face to face.

Its shoulders as broad as a man, standing around 10-feet tall and a face like a gorilla.

Frightened, I froze.

Click. Backing up slowly from the creature.

Click. My other foot followed even slower.

Clack.

“CLICK CLACK CRACK”

Everything goes black. A dull ringing in my ears.

Laid out, I see the grey clouds.

Nodding in and out of consciousness, I lift my neck, I couldn’t feel my body.

The most peaceful place, lay me to rest, when I saw the monster feasting on the bones of my chest.

Microfiction
10

About the Creator

Natasha Collazo

Werewolf Writer

I get inspired at the mid of night

Stock market by day, howler by night.

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Instagram: @sunnycollazo

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  • Penny Fuller2 months ago

    I like the suspense of this, how fun! I like how you paced it with the cracks spaced through the story. I could really hear the crunching of feet through snow.

  • Rachel Deeming3 months ago

    I thought this was going to be an atmospheric piece about the noises of winter. Nope. You're being stalked. That threw me completely!

  • Hahahahahahahahahaha I freaking grinned at the ending! So dark and delicious! I loved it sooooo much! It was like a sweet treat!

  • The sound effect was potent! It added so much to the suspense!

  • Novel Allen3 months ago

    I was like, wow she climbed the mountain. But oh microfiction. Now she dead instead. Meat for the monsters, oh my. Love it.

  • Wow! That was a jolt at the end!… not as much as it was for ‘you’! Sadly, I wasn’t able to comment on Dreamland … I was beautifully optimistic… I loved it! Especially the line near the end about you’re the writer but not author of your life… or similar. So true of all of us!

  • Shirley Belk3 months ago

    You shocked me out of the still and calm and into terror...well done.

  • Sasquatch with a sack (tank top) lunch? Nicely done, Natasha.

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