blog writing #an encounter with primal wolves

Night crept into the woodland trees, their height enclosing everyone who ventured inside in terror and imprisonment. The wind was howling and hissing, yelling at me to turn around before it was too late. But the thought of me leaving my friend made keep on moving forward. It was our choice to travel to these strange places outside of Toronto, where we should continue to adventure, get terrified in the process and enjoy the trip to the fullest. Our urge to go to remote regions of the nation was ultimately sparked by our desire for photography but we never would have imagined that this would turn out to be the riskiest and most fatal choice of our adventurous life.