Godl sits in the forest, quiet, dappled with gold light seeping between the leaves. Half-hearted rumbles vibrate the bones of his deep chest. The jaguar would weep if he could. A jaguar on the verge of weeping signals the end of the world. Do humans know this?
The jaguar does not. Hot breath swirls over bared fangs as it wonders why it cannot howl out the loneliness in the core of its heart.
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Okay...where are you? Howling at the moon comes to mind... ;d
ReplyDeleteI am in the forest. Can't say as I am truly lonely, though.
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