Changing
Jul 2nd, 2022 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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“You’ve changed,” she said, as I held her in my arms. She had no idea how much, how often! But I wasn’t the man she’d known before, and I could see she’d leave me soon.
There was no time for whining, I needed to act. I spent days shaping the perfect moment to make my move: the roses were divine, the wine an excellent vintage, and moonlight glinted on brass candlesticks. She didn’t see it coming.
Afterwards, I crunched down on her bones, and cleaned my muzzle in the bowl by the door. Then I ran to rejoin my pack.
From Guest Contributor Alastair Millar
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