Wednesday, February 23, 2011

I can feel the hot mist of breath as it rises with every breath i take. I put snow in my mouth so the mist of breath remains unseen. I lay there waiting patiently for a sudden move. I see some bushes move in the distance, i quickly focus my scope looking for any sign of a lens flare. My heart is beating, I can now see something very slowly easing up to a tree branch i cant really tell what it is with all the shrubs and hedges. I'm following the movement steady cautious of making a sudden movement to give away my position. Finally see what looks like a leg, I take one deep breath my heart is beating. If i miss Im gone. I follow the target and . . .

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