Fox's Glade that’s just the waves slamming against the topsides’ sound
i will pry his bony fingers free
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indra hadn't spent much time in the glade -- a few excursions, but not enough to become intimately familiar with the layout of the landscape. her purpose here was to curtail the abundant quail population nestled in the thicket; laurel's needs grew by day, and the puppies fat at her side demanded constant sustenance. indra believed that a fresh kill would be a good break from the monotony of the rotted cache -- as she prowled through the underwood, her ears flickered left and right for any sign of the quail's familiar warble.

she managed only one that afternoon, but a bird in her jaws was significantly more advantageous than no bird at all. adopting a dog-trot out of the snarled brush, she cut across the glade and headed for home.
now the wren has gone to roost and the sky is turning gold,
and like the sky, my soul is also turning.
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that’s just the waves slamming against the topsides’ sound - by Indra - April 22, 2018, 06:06 PM