The other colors of fall

[wayfaringwordhack]

Several times a day, the forest echos with rifle shots.

Hunters bounce along the sandy roads in their little white Renault Expresses, often with a pack of excitable hounds just visible through the grimed windows. Even hearing the brassy peals of hunting horns, the unwary can be startled by a bullet of brown and white fur shooting out of the bracken to course its master's truck.

Teens too young to drive cars putter around on mud-spattered mobilettes, straps of their gun cases slung across their camouflaged chests like a beauty pageant contender's banner.

Around here, death comes in a rainbow assortment of colors.

Comments

[frigg.livejournal.com]

Yup, here as well. Minus the horns. ;)

[mnfaure.livejournal.com]

It's rather cool to hear the horns; doesn't make you want to duck like the gunshots. :P