ππππ ππππππ’ πππππππ ππ: @sunflowergardens it Is Dark. It Is Cold, But The Air Is Thick. You Know From Experience That It Will Rain Soon, And You Should Take Shelter. But You Cannot Bring Yourself To Do It. Blood Drips From Your Hands And Lips, Mixing With Snot And Tears. You Are Young- You Do Not Know How Young. You Just Wanted To Show Your Family, Your Brothers, Your Parents, That You Too Could Go Hunting. You've Been Lost For Days. You're Tired, You're Sore. Where Are They, Shouldn't They Be Looking For You By Now? you Have Just Slaughtered A Bear. Its Raw Innards Are Disgusting, But It Fills You. You Can Survive Off Of Its Blood, Its Flesh, And You Can Survive. You Can Hunt. You Can. It Burns Where Its Claws Scraped Against Your Own Skin, And Where It Attempted To Bite Into Your Arm. There Is No Word For The Pain You Feel, It Is Beyond Agony. Some Of The Blood Staining You Is Your Own. Most Of It, The Bears. you Force Your Way Through The Pain. The Injuries. You Will Not Die Here. You Refuse To Die Here. You Will Be Stronger, Stronger Than Anything Else In This Forest, Stronger Than The Animals, The Weather, The Earth Itself. the Rain Breaks Free Of The Clouds As You Howl Some Refrain, Digging Into The Meat. You Will Be Stronger. You Will Survive. a Few Hours Later, You Are No Longer Hungry, And The Rain Has Washed The Blood From Your Body. You Do Not Feel Any Better. #gore #child Abandonment #animal-death Bite πΌπππππ’ πππ β β β β β β β β β β β β β
Ah... my first kill. I had, almost forgotten.