Calamity

The Calamity Over the years the tragedy has a mythical aura. It was a New Year eve and the water in town´s lake was deemed safe to hold a lot of people. The boy, being quite fearful, stood near shore when he noticed the ice was detached from land, it had become a gigantic moving ice flake. Quickly he jumped ashore and there was what sounded as an explosion when the ice broke up into floes. Great terror and screams, the boy saw horse and sled disappearing and neighing of the animals rang in his ear for days. The night was black as was the ice where white hands, above water, looked like lilies in a field of dread. The boy took fright and run home, but didn´t tell her mother what he had witnessed. The boy is an old man now and no longer sure if it really happened and there is no one he can ask because those who might know the real truth are long since dead.