Friday, October 22, 2010

flash fiction: Murder

Bones crushed and breathing ceased with a final effort. Blood bathed the violent scene. Breaking his neck had hastened his death. She then ripped off a fleshy piece to compensate for the exhaustion the struggle cost her.

It’s been weeks.  Now the setting sun was giving way to the approaching night, and she knew she had to return with the carcass soon.

The remainder of her emaciated pups await in the distant burrow.

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