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Page 5 - unnamed storyWraith lined a corner of the shack with moist moss and continued collecting food and piling it upon the moss. Occasionally it would come across nuts and seeds fallen from trees or dropped by a scurrying rodent hurrying home before the dark, these were placed into another crude bowl, this one wooden, and placed upon the high end of the shelf.
During the collecting the Wraith spotted several small nests in amongst the bracken and in small bowers amongst the ferns. When the Wraith had finished its mushroom, fern bud, and berry gathering it headed back to each of the nests and took a few eggs from each nest and placed them with the three in the bowl. When all this was done the Wraith looked at the sky to try and gauge the time, and was startled to see the sun had passed its zenith. The last thing the Wraith had to do for the day was fill the water containers then it could have something to eat and rest its throbbing leg, which had begun to weep again. It shambled down to the str
Page 4 - unnamed storymound was sprayed with drying blood and tufts of fur that appeared to be from a hare, nearby the grass was flattened and parallel grooves had been gouged in the soft moss. The Wraith, shocked by the evidence of violence, was unable to move; it had heard nothing, no sound, screams or even the thud of an impact. It should have heard something; it was sleeping only meters below when this happened. It desperately wanted to go hide in its shack, but it needed food more, it would just have to be more wary during the search for food.
It turned away from the sight and moved towards the tree with the nest. From this height the Wraith could see that there were five eggs in the nest, and decided to take three. Reaching up it grabbed the end of the branch and pulled it down towards itself, lowering the nest in the process. It picked the three smaller eggs and gently returned the branch to its natural position, not wanting to fling the remaining eggs out of the nest. It tucked the eggs into an unse
Page 3 -unnamed storyIt was towards here that the Wraith peered, appearing uneasy, its thin neck craning to see on top of the shack without leaving the safety of the entrance. A skeletal hand inched down towards the right calf, unconsciously surmising how quickly it could make an escape if attacked. The Wraith peered back in the shack at the tilting shelf, where only three more jars remained, and then at the far right corner where more than fifteen empty jars sat. It had no choice, it had to leave the shack and find more food supplies, soon. The bony shoulders wracked with a sudden shuddering caused the rags to flutter like leaves in a sudden gust. A grimy foot took a timid step beyond the entrance and then quickly was bought back beyond the threshold again to safety.
Again the foot was offered to the outside, only this time it stayed where it was placed, lightly resting on the balls of the foot, ready to flee at the first sign of danger. Next to emerge was the dirty tangle of blonde hair, and then the mou
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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