A lonely figure stood in the desolate street, his shadow ending in darkness.
The cold wind tore at his clothes as he counted the moments until the warmth returned.
His head drooped, and golden eyes stared at him from the blackness. It crouched and leapt. Gliding through the air, it was about to sink it’s teeth into the man.
Moving faster than humanly possible, he grabbed the animals matted fur and held it there suspended in midair.
It’s snarling became whimpering and then ended.
The man buried his teeth into the warm flesh, blood dripping down his chin.
He smiled.
Nice, in a not so nice way.. haha Well written (and i'll take some credit for that.. JK! hehe)
ReplyDeleteand the last few lines are def creepy... good job.
Super creepy. Wow.
ReplyDeletenice descriptive language and creepy ending!
ReplyDeletehaha, last lines. quite the turn of events.
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