Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Run and Snarl

He ran, hoping his sister wasn't too far behind, leaping over low bushes and ducking under low hanging branches as whatever it was that was behind them continued to tear up everything in its path. It wasn't an ideal situation to find themselves in. He ran zig zags through the shrub, darkness closing in everywhere he ran and it occurred to him he could no longer hear his sister's panting and he stopped in his tracks and looked around through the trees. He called out to her. She couldn't be lost. They couldn't afford to lose each other now. And then came a snarl from one of the creatures that took him running again. Now what was he to do?

[120 words]

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