Hey all, wanted to post a bit of a WIP for the next chapter of my Witcher fic. This one is dedicated to @natvonpankratzdelettenhove ;) thank you for the support! This next chapter gets a little spicy, so I cannot wait to share the full thing with everyone!
It whipped around you, flinging cutting shards of snow and ice. Your breath was ragged. Every time you inhaled, the air filled your throat and lungs with a burning blossom of cold rawness. Blood dripped into the snow from the deep cuts on your forearms. In the distance, dogs bayed. Panting, your knees buckled, and you crumpled into the small snow drift that had formed on your doorstep. The men were gone, their footprints receding into the woods behind your home. You hoped they would make good feeding for the wolves, or something worse. At least, you hoped they never found their way back to your home. Blood, rimed with frost, trailed out of the entrance of your cottage and was smeared across your door. You needed to clean up, bind your arms and get back in the house, but you were so tired. Even as you realized that your body was going into shock, it was too late. You fainted in a heap onto the snow of your doorstep.