Rylee Walker
Recently decided I was a writer
Rylee Walker
Recently decided I was a writer
Recently decided I was a writer
Recently decided I was a writer
They flit, they float, they fly
Upside down, sideways, to the sky
Tiny colorful blurred from speed
Nectar and pollen a tasty snack
Flower to flower they track
A trusted pollinator, in fact
A symbol of courage and power
Hummingbirds thought to have super powers
To protect the Aztecs in battle...
“We need to get out of here, now!” Sam’s rushed whisper seems to echo in the dimly lit alley.
I hesitate for a beat and look around. The hair on the back of my neck stands up and I break into a full sprint. Someone saw us.
My feat beat against the pavement panting as I run full speed to the meeting point. I need to run more when I get back to the compound.
I use the shadows to my advantage a...
I can hear my breathing, heavy and panicked. I don’t know where I am. I try to open my eyes but it’s dark. I’m blindfolded.
The material is thick and scratchy on my face. A piece of cotton is making my mouth dry. It’s hard to breathe.
Tingling shoots down my legs as my body starts to come to. I try to move but I can’t. I’m restrained.
I start to panic, my chest is tight as I hyperventilate a...
My breath is heavy, coming out in little clouds of steam as I paddle down the river. The cold air nips at my cheeks when I check over my shoulder.
No one is there…
Did I out run them? Or are they waiting for me in the trees?
My heart beat echoes in my head. Do I keep paddling?
Suddenly, I hear the unmistakable sound of an oar slicing through water. I jump and turn around, almost tipping th...