This week’s photo prompt is provided by Yarnspinner. Thank you Yarnspinner!
The mist began to settle around the moor and I leant back against the tree to watch the end of yet another day. It felt like I had been out here forever. Everything looked familiar to me now when it had started off by looking spooky. It was funny how things changed over time.
I looked around me as the noises changed and the night-time creatures started to sing. I should have been cold, but that had ended a long time ago. Right now, there were no sensations in my skin.
I wondered if anyone would ever find my body.
Written for flash fiction for aspiring writers