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For days we’d shadowed the slender skyline,
dense in numbers, sinuous-limbed, sniffing
the spiced soil to find the small game. We ran
it down, shamed it to its knees; a super-gang,
all good carnivores, group-hearted we thrilled
to hunt. No one troubled us. Best quit our turf,
we’d send out our young brethren to whisper,
or something bad might happen. Till one of us,
entranced by a strange girl, forgot the status
and the pack, of his own will lingered easy
with her, strung garlands of violet leaves,
and stirred in our churning bodies the doubt
there might be other pickings, other paths.
We surrounded him and tore his throat out.
dense in numbers, sinuous-limbed, sniffing
the spiced soil to find the small game. We ran
it down, shamed it to its knees; a super-gang,
all good carnivores, group-hearted we thrilled
to hunt. No one troubled us. Best quit our turf,
we’d send out our young brethren to whisper,
or something bad might happen. Till one of us,
entranced by a strange girl, forgot the status
and the pack, of his own will lingered easy
with her, strung garlands of violet leaves,
and stirred in our churning bodies the doubt
there might be other pickings, other paths.
We surrounded him and tore his throat out.
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Kye's Story. Part One.
The trees were dripping wet, and the grass cvered in beads of dew. The sky was almost clear now, the calm after the storm. The sparrows and other birds had yet to come out, but Kye knew this storm was done. She knew this because she could hear snakes starting to slither in the grass, something they wouldn't do if they could sense the storm was lingering.nNot in the part of the forest anyway. Not that safety was a big concern for the young pup. She would dance in the worst thundeerstorms you could only think of, those of which writers can only write about, that storm chasers could only dream of encountering. But here these storms come often an
Literature
Short story
A six word story resembles this.
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ABOUT LACHLANWOLVES
NAME: LachlanWolves
Lachlan- (LOCK-lin)
Coming from the Gaelic word for Scandinavia, Lochlann, its meanings includes "from the land of lakes."
LachlanWolves come from a very interesting background. Like most animals they once where socialized and lived in colonies. But when a large storm came over Leith it changed the world forever. Bringing ruin over the lands, the Lachlan wolves retreated to cover in secluded groups. Some resorted to wetlands, where they passed away and became one with the land they resorted to. Every LachlanWolf Is a ghost of their past selves. Many features tell stories from their past (past fights, scars, rotting flesh,
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came back to say that you've told me the story of a tribe. there's no place for me to enter the poem, to interact, to feel what you're feeling. you've given a talk, for us to listen.