It’s a cold, crisp Sunday morning. There is a reassuring calm to the quiet streets even though APEC starts soon. Dry, crunchy leaves litter the sidewalk. My Boston Terrier stops to sniff a lamp post. The sky is a vibrant blue, speckled with cream-colored clouds, providing a pleasing stark contrast to the looming buildings downtown….
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Creature in the Forest (Part 6)
They have scared all the other animals away while they look for that man wedged in the rocks.
Creature in the Forest (Part 5)
I’m drinking from the belly of a doe I just tore up
Creature in the Forest (Part 4)
I can smell his blood still, it’s left a trail I’m sure the cougar and maybe a wandering bear will pick it up soon.
Creature in the Forest (Part 3)
His head snapped up, eyes met mine, and he screamed. The horrible sound. I had to snuff it out.