‘The Belshes Hunt: Chapter III’
Destiny was awoken by the morning sun beginning to penetrate through the thick pine branches above her, in a sleepy haze she rolled onto her side. As her eyes began to adjust from her well earned sleep, Destiny was able to make out the long, rotten log which had shielded her from the cruel nightly winds and Evie shining blonde hair as she sat lent against the log. “Morning sleepyhead!” Teased Evie “Wondered when you were going to wake up?” Destiny responded with a sleepy smile as she stretched out her legs and arms, yawning. “So?” Implored Destiny “when do you wanna start moving?”. “I’d give it a little while” replied Evie “Ideally we should wait until the afternoon”. Destiny stood up and walked around to stretch out her naked legs, caked in dried mud …