A lone woman walked through the forest. Her steps left deep impressions in the hard-packed snow. The large backpack weighed her down, pushing her ever closer to exhaustion. Every time she let out a laboured breath, there was a heavy cloud of fog.
There was nothing out of the norm about hiking out in the woods, other than travelling at night. The full moon was high in the sky, which lit up the path. The trees shed their leaves long ago, giving her a clear line of sight of the silvery forest ahead.
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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