Tableau
Jun 2nd, 2017 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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The protracted screaming was unnerving. I thought a rat had been caught by one of the local dogs allowed loose around the estate. It was Creggan in the nineties, where all sorts of mixed breeds roamed freely.
I pushed aside the lace curtain and gaped.
Pinning a dunnock to the ground with its talons, a sparrowhawk majestically scanned for potential interruption, its ribbed breast an exotic cuirass.
I caught its eye, heart strained in macabre tug-of-war between awe and horror at the continuing shrieks.
The raptor blinked like its distant ancestor, stooped, and ripped the voice from the little hedge-sparrow.
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