Friday, April 1, 2011

2nd Napkin 29

Ebonius looked down and saw a bloodied and wounded small cat lying on the rocks below him all tangled up in a sage bush. In his anger he grunted and shouted, “Why don’t you just get it over with!? You’re half dead anyway!” Then he turned quickly away and stormed back toward his lair. As he walked, a long-forgotten feeling began to well up inside his heart.

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