March 1, 2008

"Naturally Decapitated"

By John Stoner

Paul stood under the tree, his back to the wind. The snow continued falling. Light fluffy snow that transformed the forest into a beautiful winter scene. Paul wasn’t here for the vista; he was here for bear. So far there’d been no sign of them. He checked his rifle, and began walking. The snow proved beneficial and within the hour he had found tracks.
The experienced hunter followed the tracks for some time; the woods grew denser. Daylight faded quickly as evening closed in and soon Paul could barely see the tracks anymore. He knew the situation was now dangerous. He turned back to head towards the remote hunting lodge. He froze. He sensed a bear was near. Paul felt that he was now the prey.
He scanned into the fading twilight straining to see any sign of wild creature. He began to slowly move, as silently as he could with his rifle, backpack and gear. A low growl broke the silence. Paul couldn’t tell what direction it came from, but he readied his weapon.
The bear attacked with lightning speed. The ferocity of the attack was only matched by the awesome strength of the bear. Paul could do nothing. The rifle now lay unfired next to his corpse. The bear separated torso and skull in one swipe with its massive claws. Nature had won.
Eventually, search teams recovered Paul’s remains. After a careful examination of the scene and an autopsy, the coroner’s official cause of death was natural decapitation.

About the author:
John Stoner
Aspiring Author of Fantasy and Modern Fiction
Visit him on MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/john_is_totally_awesome

March 1, 2008 "Naturally Decapitated" By John Stoner
Paul stood under the tree, his back to the wind. The snow continued falling. Light fluffy snow that transformed the forest into a beautiful winter scene. Paul wasn’t here for the vista; he was here for bear. So far there’d been no sign of them. He checked his rifle, and began walking. The snow proved beneficial and within the hour he had found tracks. The experienced hunter followed the tracks for some time; the woods grew denser. Daylight faded quickly as evening closed in and soon Paul could barely see the tracks anymore. He knew the situation was now dangerous. He turned back to head towards the remote hunting lodge. He froze. He sensed a bear was near. Paul felt that he was now the prey. He scanned into the fading twilight straining to see any sign of wild creature. He began to slowly move, as silently as he could with his rifle, backpack and gear. A low growl broke the silence. Paul couldn’t tell what direction it came from, but he readied his weapon. The bear attacked with lightning speed. The ferocity of the attack was only matched by the awesome strength of the bear. Paul could do nothing. The rifle now lay unfired next to his corpse. The bear separated torso and skull in one swipe with its massive claws. Nature had won. Eventually, search teams recovered Paul’s remains. After a careful examination of the scene and an autopsy, the coroner’s official cause of death was natural decapitation.
About the author:	John Stoner Aspiring Author of Fantasy and Modern Fiction Visit him on MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/john_is_totally_awesome

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