Dark Encounter
I stayed too late. Perils line the path home and no guiding lights pierce the darkness to keep dangers at bay.
A rustling bush. I freeze. Frozen. Heightened awareness, my senses alerted to keep me alive. Muscles tense, heart pounds, breath held, pupils dilate. My mouth fills with cotton balls. Grasses sway without a breeze, an inky silhouette and steely eyes regard me. Somehow, they seem as surprised as I. Flight or fight. Fight or Flight. Sinews prepare for action as we sta...
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