... the sky turn'd Spring side out,furr'd at the edges; it
hiss'd a warning in the
wind, swiping at the Earth
with paws of anger. Mice.
That's all we were, mice to
be toy'd with: it got real
ugly, real fast. The last
thought I had before things
went black was, "Have mercy!"
(c) 2007, Karla Dorman
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