Writing Prompt [ WP ] Humans are obligate hibernators . Cultures have developed around this , however for you this winter is different .

When I left for my aestivation, I was full of high hopes. Nothing could have met those expectations, I realize that now. But back then, all I could see was the stretch of hard, wild grasses on that frozen landscape that stretched for miles out to the sea, and the pink burst of color from salmon when I finally got there. I expected the experience would be worth the sacrifice. Instead I had a lousy night on the beach listening to whales and waiting for the northern lights that never came. And now three months is gone. 
 
 Now, I understand why they sent me, but it changes everything. As first watchman, I wo n't be underground on Sundays flirting with Sheena. Sheena wo n't even know if I'm alive until its all over and she can come out this spring. I wo n't be laughing at my little brother, trying to trick mom into another pop tart before he leaves for school. Fat little fucker. I'm going to miss that guy. 
 
 No, instead it will be just me and the darkness left to defend the others. It will be a long winter indeed. 
 

