The Path Faultily Taken
The creature escapes the light retreating to his their milieu.Into the darkest thicketthe moonlight retreating too.The night has welcomed alleach and every one.his silhouette roams the treesknowing that he’s won. Leaving a trail of bloodthe silence again resumesWhile leaving the human near,to wonder and assume.The morning has yawnedand the light barely peeks.It’s only been a day,but the human thinks it’s weeks. Opening to a worldof pure insinuate danger,he directly begins to moveproficiently like any Ranger.Even if it’s daythe haunting still prowl.And as he treks onwardhis eyes widen to a growl.Meeting eye to eyecrystal blue to red,the ranger knew soonthat the wolf would be dead.Showing glossy fangsof white ivory light,the wolf also knewthe ranger was in for a bite.Speeding across the openthe two meet at onceand it’s only a moment,before one is proven a dunce.Skillful and tactic he isand the blood spewed is vast.The ranger drops deadheadless; It -will- be his last.Giving a grin of venerationthe wolf devours the remainsIt’s become the end so soonWhat’s next to test his pains?What is this missing? Something is, but I'm not good enough to figure it out, yet. Written October 6th, 2001 © on Oct 06 2001 10:27 AM PST, Thomas Rudd 0 • 1
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"The creature escapes the light retreating to his their milieu.Into the darkest thicketthe moonlight retreating too.The night has welcomed alleach and every one.his silhouette roams the treesknowing that he’s won. Leaving a trail of bloodthe silence again resumesWhile leaving the human near,to wonder and assume.The morning has yawnedand the light barely peeks.It’s only been a day,but the human thinks it’s weeks. Opening to a worldof pure insinuate danger,he directly begins to moveproficiently like any Ranger.Even if it’s daythe haunting still prowl.And as he treks onwardhis eyes widen to a growl.Meeting eye to eyecrystal blue to red,the ranger knew soonthat the wolf would be dead.Showing glossy fangsof white ivory light,the wolf also knewthe ranger was in for a bite.Speeding across the openthe two meet at onceand it’s only a moment,before one is proven a dunce.Skillful and tactic he isand the blood spewed is vast.The ranger drops deadheadless; It -will- be his last.Giving a grin of venerationthe wolf devours the remainsIt’s become the end so soonWhat’s next to test his pains?What is this missing? Something is, but I'm not good enough to figure it out, yet...."