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Miri found them a few minutes later, still sitting in silence and staring out into the trees, scrunching up their noses whenever another group of mockingbirds would assemble a chorus.
#nightdwellers. It gently glides. Not needing to flap. More than once of twice. A minute. Suddenly. It begins to fly. Upward. Higher, higher. Until it reaches. Such a height. That the air is thin.
I am in Barracuda Mood, Breaking free of shoals, hunting bigger Fish than me, craving today a Delicacy, raw, delicious fresh, Sushi from the city.
A print in the snow. The hunters first clue. The hunters first clue,. To hunting down you. A print in the snow. Quite big and quite fresh. The hunters first clue. That led into the this mess.
A furry blanket, Smothered in spots, Hidden in the bushes, His mission, he plots. The most beautiful eyes, A deep olive green, And the richest of coats, You've ever seen.
Chapter 1: demonic guardian Treth ran down the hill deep in the forest of guardival he was tracking a massive deer rumored to be able to feed a village for a year.
Shining, pewter moon rays dance through the thick, shadowy leaves. Glittering, crystal pools reflect the eerily beautiful moon. Glistening, ancient constellations shimmer with dazzling, golden light.
- It's very long this one. Sorry. Please like and comment they would be much appreciated- "Maya?" I said through the bedroom door "Reece.
#acorn #nightdwellers Hot blood, warm flesh, Moist skin, barbed mesh, Sharp teeth, strong will, Shake breath, dark kill.
Epilogue Cold shivers ran up my spine. I laid coldly on the wet rock. The rain poured down on me." I tried to stand, but nothing happened.
Venture the woods in dark of night, The blood-wined moon to be your light. Follow the trees, deeper and deeper, Where the willows grow thicker and thicker.
A soft warm lull hung over the air, much like sent of the dewy woodland trees that surrounded him. Taking a quick glance to the west, he noted the setting sun. His next, would have to be his last.
It was cramped in her little tree-hole, but comfortable, despite the bloodstains of the previous owner on the walls.
#descriptive As I walk into the mystical woods my petite feet make the autumn leaves crunch. I pause for a moment worried about what lies ahead in this endless fantasy.
The next day we awoke and set of into the forest, following the wolves again. I drank from a deer at lunch time. Marcus was hungry so I encouraged him to try it my way.
Hot blood, warm flesh, Moist skin, barbed mesh, Sharp teeth, strong will, Shake breath, dark kill. Full moon, pitch black, Soft meat, torn back, Gauged chest, ripped skin, Blood bones, within.
The darkened leopard, black as night,. Padding through forests of misty twilight,. Jade coloured leaves shiver as she passes,. Pools of moonlight still as crystal glasses,.
Deadly talons glinting past,. Silent gliding, but oh, so fast,. The dead of night, small things die,. When the hunt is on, eyesight lies,. The creatures scatter, the hunter dives,.
The beast moves swiftly across moonlit snow,. Her head is poised, but her disguise will never show,. The prey is ignorant, she is spookily silent,.
#SaveADolphin I ride along the waters, The shallow and the blue. As I watch the sunset, Covering the ocean. The fellow boats round, There no hound. They give a warm shout out.
She stalks, she hunts,. The prey is unaware,. She cannot be spotted,. She must take care,. The wind shifts,. The prey looks up,. A shiver from the grass,. Has given her up,. Cautious and frightened,.
Claws, teeth, and sharpened fangs, Creatures subject to hunger pangs. Show your teeth, flash your claws, You are made devoid of flaws.
Beady human eyes With a greedy gloss, Searching the sky, He's ready for the hunt. The unfair hunt... Grey clouds dispersing The prey comes into sight. Black silhouette on a pastel sky.
I remember a time when I was free. I had a family, kids, the whole lot. I had friends too, but thats all gone now. In the blink of an eye it all ended. For sport. A single bullet. A single gun.