March 18, 2023, 01:04 PM
The sickening smell of rotting flesh—
The buzzing of flies at his ears—
Tenacious did the boy wander, his nose, his stomach guiding him towards the stench with the promise of fill. Disgusting as it was, he had no other option. Recent hunts left him worn and empty, more so broken and ashamed within the mind. His stomach clenched, his eyes tired, he wandered the mud flat's with a ravenous hunger.
Thin legs trudged through the thick mud, it's viscous state tugging and unwilling, refusing to let him out of grasp. But it was not food that stopped his journey—no, it was a soft groan from down below.
Freezing amid his tracks the boy glanced down, dark eyes squinting against the muck that looked all the same. "Hello?" He called, "Is someone there?"
The buzzing of flies at his ears—
Tenacious did the boy wander, his nose, his stomach guiding him towards the stench with the promise of fill. Disgusting as it was, he had no other option. Recent hunts left him worn and empty, more so broken and ashamed within the mind. His stomach clenched, his eyes tired, he wandered the mud flat's with a ravenous hunger.
Thin legs trudged through the thick mud, it's viscous state tugging and unwilling, refusing to let him out of grasp. But it was not food that stopped his journey—no, it was a soft groan from down below.
Freezing amid his tracks the boy glanced down, dark eyes squinting against the muck that looked all the same. "Hello?" He called, "Is someone there?"
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screa[m] (1996) - by Black Wing On The Wind - March 18, 2023, 12:41 PM
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