Not that anyone cares...
And yes, I know it's freaking short, but I somehow can't find time for
it ATM. I've some more in the line, but that's not final yet.
***
A rat ran across the deserted village square. When it crossed the
middle it froze. Something was different. It pushed its small pink
nose high into the air, but everything smelled the way it always did.
Carefully it continued its way. It vanished in a small cleft between
two buldings where the shadow was especially thick. There it knew, it
would be safe.
A short squeak signalled the rest of the village's rat
population that the cleft was not safe after all. Something was there.
The something enjoyed dinner without taking its big yellow
eyes off the door across the square. That door was what it was here
for, not some rat; although it was certainly grateful for that bonus.
It had just finished meal as the door opened and a small
figure appeared. Laiva hesitated a moment, but than closed the door
behind her and hurried towards the road into the woods.
A few moments later the shadow became lighter and more
substantial, until a gray sheme emerged from it. The wolf bathed its
dark gray fur in the light of the full moon, the thin silver line
around its the neck ****ning almost like a silver necklace. In its
mouth was an envelope, with some red spots on it now. He shoved under
the door the girl had come from, then trotted down the road she had
taken.
--
emmel <the_emmel*you-know-what-that's-for*@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
>
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