Tale #123: (fragment)

“…and when the wolf clamped its jaws around my the leg and began to drag me back through the snow, I didn’t struggle, nor did I scream. I simply closed my eyes and hoped, prayed, that its home would be better than my own.”

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Notes:

1. Written in February 2020

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