November Challenge - "The frozen lake cracked beneath his feet."

A man embittered by life suffers a fatal accident and is reborn into the never-ending cycle of war and bloodshed that had haunted his life.

The frozen lake cracked beneath his feet. This unsettling and unexpected sound caused the man’s heart to sink and his sudden stopping. For the moment he decided not to proceed any further. The man took a deep breath, then exhaled as fear and trepidation filled him.

           He paused, hesitant to take another step. As cold as it was, the man was surprised to hear the ice crack from his weight. It was the dead of winter, and while it took longer for the lake to freeze over, and as cold as it was the man was shocked to hear the ice crack with his step.

A man makes a chilling discovery after surviving a long night in an icy landscape.

Sebastian has never seen himself as an adventure he's never seen himself as anything but a dreamer. But when his sister Elara vanishes unexpected one day Sebastian knows he has to do something to find her. When things don't go exactly his way he has to use his wits and a few skills he's picked up along the way to get her back. He never expected that getting Elara back was only going to be the beginning of a new chapter in his life.

Truth leads to realisation, realisation leads to confusion, confusion to love.

This is the story of a United States Marine Corps veteran who loses himself in life after service. After a near death experience on the frozen lake, he sees his life through a new set of eyes. He realizes he has the power to take charge of his life again.

An icy accident plunges a man into a fight for survival, where he encounters a mysterious stranger who challenges his understanding of life, death, and the power of memory.

In nature, predators exist because they keep prey population under control.

The moon hung low, a ghostly sentinel over the quiet lake, its surface glassy like a forgotten memory. I stood at the edge, the chill in the damp air sinking into my bones. Alone, with only the whispering trees for company, I fiddled with the frayed sleeve of my jacket, the fabric a shroud for my restless thoughts.