Clockwork cats clawing at the dawn.

Sep 03, 2005 22:23

My father shot it. I stepped on the wings, pinning them to the ground. Gripping the feet and tugging them firmly upward rends the fragile bones from the rest of the body. Stomach, intestines -- all of the unneccessary parts spill away. We left them by the side of the road for the bears to eat. I kept the tiny heart in my hands. It continued to beat ( Read more... )

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stubborn_shukun September 6 2005, 08:31:47 UTC
...Thats sick and creepy *shivers*

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kalenight September 6 2005, 18:44:03 UTC
I am sick and creepy, in case you haven't noticed.

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little_healer September 7 2005, 09:15:14 UTC
Mmm...hearts. ;P icky.

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