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The Fawn and The FoxHe wrote a poem once
About a fox, lost in his own little world
Spiralling out of this world.
A harsh world it was.
A brave world it was.
There are two sides to every coin,
Two sides to every tale.
She wrote a poem once
About a fawn who met a fox.
An odd fox
A smiling fox.
The fox was lost
But the fawn would not let fox go
Through trial and error
And winds and water
The fawn and the fox go.
Oh, What to do with the PeopleOh what to do with the people who are ignorant?
What to do with the people who cry wolf?
The clock ticks tocks on and on,
Not stopping for a single soul.
Miracles happen to those who want,
Not to those who need.
We live in an odd world my friends, my darlings.
A world of aches and pains,
Of life and death.
We live this life once, and everything is a rolling circle,
Driven by the same force.
PREY NO MOREPREY NO MORE
Rope dug into Patrick’s wrists as he struggled to free his hands. His hot, damp breath washed over his face, trapped by the fabric sack secured over his head.
A floorboard creaked. Patrick froze, his back rigid against the chair, and strained his ears. Another creak.
“Hello?” he called.
The sound of swishing fabric.
“Who’s there? Where am I? Why’d you bring me here?” Blurred memories swam through his mind: drinking at the bar; stumbling home; a shadow sweeping out from an alley.
Fingers grasped his chin and jerked his head upward. “Hush.” A woman’s voice.
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