hunting

by underswansea

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You have to be on your toes. These aren’t town deer. They are wary. The only chance you stand is if you see them before they see you. I whistle like the sound the wind makes passing another being. They look my way, curious. If I had to I wouldn’t think twice. Instead we take each other in and go on our way, no better or worse off.

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