First light creeps into the clearing; it tangles among the tall trees.
And now an owl screams . . . again . . . and then again.
Some small warm animal will not see another day.
Ok, existential dread triggered for today. What an image. Oof.
Agreed! Made me go check my chickens!
Thanks for responding. I'll post your comment soon, as long as you're not a troll.
Ok, existential dread triggered for today.
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Agreed! Made me go check my chickens!
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