Color story

red filled my vision almost entirely. It encompassed my view. the crimson color soaked the deep snow, creating the illusion of bottomless pools. Blood and scraps of flesh stuck to the teeth of our pursuers causing a miasma of terror to flow in our veins. we were trapped and we knew it. and god! poop oliver laying face down, half buried in the snow. blood oozed from the hole in his neck. and we knew we would soon share his fate. any color that had been in us had left entirely, leaving us the same color as the snow that would soon freeze over our bodies.

So white was the snow that surrounded us.never had we seen such a beautiful absence of hue or color. it was perfect, a calm sea of bright nothing, seeming solid as glass yet as flowing as water. only hours ago we could have looked apon this in awe, admiring the beauty of nature before us. we would have praised god for creating such a beautiful sight just for us.now its all turned sour. the bright reflection of the snow seemed blinding now.and the once unbroken surface was not scarred with 5 pairs of snowshoe prints, and uncountable smaller paw prints following them. and the pure blank mass was now soaked with large sprays and mists and pools of the darkest red we have ever seen.

And the sky was such a beautiful blue this morning. vast and cloudless, it seemed like a perfect canvas to draw in the moon, stars and universe that would be soon visible in the night sky. the horison showed the snow covered desert meeting the light sky, a perfect line, uninterrupted and perfect, as if god himself had pulled out his strait edge to craft this small pocket of the world. now ugly and clouded the sight of the sky filled us with dread. the dread that we would not be here to see the sun set or rise again. this ugly blotched dark cloudy sky was the last we will ever see.

and finally my eyes rest on black. the large dark shapes moving in the snow. i can hear their footsteps crunching the ground where they landed. when one gets too close to our torches i can see the blood on their teeth and their dark eyes so focused on us. focused on prey.