His face was blank, expressionless. But the sorrow couldn’t be held back any longer. He felt his whole body begin to shake. His shoulders began to rise and fall at an alarming rate, matching the rate of his beating heart. Restricting his airways, his throat closed up. He couldn’t breathe. Vision blurred by tears, he tasted his tears as they made their way down his face.
Scampering around his owners feet, the dog skipped around the house, oblivious to his owner’s attempts to catch him. He pounced on his owner, desperate for the long awaited walk. The dog’s unclipped claws scratched at the owner’s arms. The rattle of the leash caused the dogs eyes to widen, his pants become heavier.
Foggy breaths, and shaking hands, the people were annoyingly aware of the temperature. Their fingers and toes close to freezing, the snow cracking under their steps. The naked trees were a bastardization of the once plentiful and lush plants that stood in the same place. The shining ice reflected the sparkling light of the sun.