A low rumbling resonated in the woods. It gradually intensified as the wolves crept closer to their immobilised prey. Terror planted in their core, but neither one wished to admit it.
“This branch is both an angel and a devil. It bestowed upon us peace and friendship only to put us at the mercy of ravenous wolves,” said Georg. “What a jest.”
“Our only hope is if God’s interloping hands make the wolves vanish,” said Ulrich.
The wolves, now just inches from whence the two comrades lay, were perfectly visible to Ulrich and Georg in their entire splendor. Oil black fur contrasted piercing emerald eyes. How could something so dazzling belong to a creature so heinous?
Menacingly, a wolf brandished its spiked teeth. As fast as the speed of light, teeth plunged into Ulrich’s right shoulder. He screamed with pain, and wailed anew with each bite, tears threatened to come. …show more content…
They stood there for what seemed like an eternity to Georg, wanting to prolong the process as much as possible. Swiftly, the claw of one wolf struck top of his left eyebrow and continued down to his chin. Blood trickled from the gash, producing streaks of crimson on his pale flesh. This prompted the rest to join; they began to tirelessly lacerate his face.
The wolves had great stamina. Each scratch and each gnaw further encouraged them. Ulrich and Georg struggled to cling to life as they were being reduced to nothing but shredded skin and bones. Their honour also faded as they both prayed the wolves would spare them and focus solely on the other. But the wolves were not going to leave survivors. The beasts screeched with mirth. The two men were completely defenseless, their faith was burnt out like the flame of a blown out
“This branch is both an angel and a devil. It bestowed upon us peace and friendship only to put us at the mercy of ravenous wolves,” said Georg. “What a jest.”
“Our only hope is if God’s interloping hands make the wolves vanish,” said Ulrich.
The wolves, now just inches from whence the two comrades lay, were perfectly visible to Ulrich and Georg in their entire splendor. Oil black fur contrasted piercing emerald eyes. How could something so dazzling belong to a creature so heinous?
Menacingly, a wolf brandished its spiked teeth. As fast as the speed of light, teeth plunged into Ulrich’s right shoulder. He screamed with pain, and wailed anew with each bite, tears threatened to come. …show more content…
They stood there for what seemed like an eternity to Georg, wanting to prolong the process as much as possible. Swiftly, the claw of one wolf struck top of his left eyebrow and continued down to his chin. Blood trickled from the gash, producing streaks of crimson on his pale flesh. This prompted the rest to join; they began to tirelessly lacerate his face.
The wolves had great stamina. Each scratch and each gnaw further encouraged them. Ulrich and Georg struggled to cling to life as they were being reduced to nothing but shredded skin and bones. Their honour also faded as they both prayed the wolves would spare them and focus solely on the other. But the wolves were not going to leave survivors. The beasts screeched with mirth. The two men were completely defenseless, their faith was burnt out like the flame of a blown out