A small peek into a brand new story....
Lying in a crumpled heap on the hard wet ground, I clutched my head in both hands... it was pouring heavily with my life's own crimson force. Silent tears, hot searing pain. Not daring to move or even to breath. I heard it... hissing like a snake... it's stinking spittal hitting my face. It growled... "I want her, she's mine..." with a liquid whoosh of air I knew it was gone. Gratefully closing my pain filled eyes, slowly very slowly... light fading... Feeling secure, safe and snug... enveloped eventually in a warm welcome blackness.
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