the dog was doing poorly.
she huddled now in the shelter offered by a few fortunately placed boulders, half-drenched and hungry. the hunger was not new, but the cold wet was and sunk into her bones, painfully. she deserved it, surely, but could not think of retribution for her wrongs now, not when her mind was clouded by grief and pain.
she shifted her tiny weight across the rock, gaze focused fixedly on the little gap in the rocks. perhaps something would emerge, to sate her hunger, for she could not think of moving just then; not back into the wet and the wind.
she huddled now in the shelter offered by a few fortunately placed boulders, half-drenched and hungry. the hunger was not new, but the cold wet was and sunk into her bones, painfully. she deserved it, surely, but could not think of retribution for her wrongs now, not when her mind was clouded by grief and pain.
she shifted her tiny weight across the rock, gaze focused fixedly on the little gap in the rocks. perhaps something would emerge, to sate her hunger, for she could not think of moving just then; not back into the wet and the wind.
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she who walks alone in life, is she of sound mind? - by RIP Poppy - March 29, 2018, 06:09 PM
RE: she who walks alone in life, is she of sound mind? - by Alarian - March 30, 2018, 01:15 PM