Black Dog Descriptive Writing

Black Dog is based off of a stream of concious I did in February during one of my many routine walks through a cemetery near my house. It was night time, and everything was cold and damp. But the moon made this atmosphere that I just loved that I had to write about it. It should also be noted that it was around valentine's day and I was thinking about my “perfect” mate (don’t judge me, you’ve done that before) This piece is also about on how I would be a “perfect” mate, and how I would have to change in order to actually protect who and what I love. Now, a problem I ran into was that after I had personified the storm cloud in such an evil manner, the wolf character seemed like her had to chase after her, and just thinking about it just made the character pathetic, which i didn’t want. I didn’t want a character that relied this heavily on another person. So after some time, I was
He traveled under barren oaks, and maples, through the thick snow. He is a young wolf with grey and soft fur like white ash. He does this every night for the cool, winter air, a sky filled with stars, and her. Tonight however, the wind is blistering, damp, and unforgiving, and courses through the wolf like a banshee's cry. But with what can be mistaken for the fur of a humble dog, his pelt protects him from this almost supernatural presence, or at the very least, muffles it’s cry. Upon getting to the spot, looking over the cliff, down to the cold winter see below, , he hears a faint whisper from behind. The wolf's shadow begins, “She is awake”. The wolf looks up to see her, just walking up. Among playful stars, in a veil of night, the Moon, full and angelic, is awake. Still tired, she stretches and yawns, and looks towards the wolf with bedroom eyes, illuminating the spot to which he stands. The wolf promptly sits down to further admire her radiance and