Sinister-Scribbles — Stroll
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It stood motionless under the trees in a deafening, undeniably cold and unforgiving silence. The streets were empty, void of life as it had been the odd early hours of the morning. The sun had several hours to go before it could rise, and the temperatures dipped lower and lower thanks to the approaching harsh winters ahead. With each movement it made, all few and far between, a part of it’s body would creek and snap, as if it’s joints hadn’t been used in years. The last thing I remember about that thing, was how it stared at me—like a wolf observing their prey. It never cut the eye contact. It never stopped to turn away or shake me. Even after making my away out of there, I still had this lingering presence that it could see me through any surface that obscured the distance between me, and that thing. It wasn’t hiding the interest it had for me. It embraced it, and knew just how afraid I was.
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