Barrykaasman

    Walks in the woods had never quite been like this before for Eve. As a hunter, her entire professional career took place in these woods, bagging rabbits and deer to both eat and sell. She was simple, but proud. But this walk was different. There was no hunt today, no work, no prospective buyers. It was just her now, her and the inevitable. Looking at the small hairs sprouting on her hand with a weary look, Eve carried on, deeper into the forest. How much time left she knew not, but it couldn’t be more than a day at most. It was quiet, as usual. The most exciting things in these woods would be the odd bear waking up from a nap. As he