07-19-2020, 02:06 AM
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Had not it been for the broken cries of ceaseless torment beauty may have been found within the descending dusk, the dying illumination permitting some sense of reprieve.
Pleasant, and rather easy upon an eye grown accustomed to the harsh backdrop of sun drenched sky, the delicate hues of rose and orange settled against the sand edge horizon. Silent herald for the veil of night that clung to deepening edges, painted the still dunes of bleached grains by the final remnants of day. Among them located a sight most foul, prize ill begotten and claimed with a feverish intent. Disturbed the once pristine gathering of sand, broken beneath the passage of pair, gold marred by crimson stain.
Wide the eyes from which life had fled, agape the broken jaw, a hinge shattered beneath the joyful assault of other. Kindness the death that visited upon creature of such idiocy, easy the meal once seen in the plodding wandering of solitary traveller. Apparent had been the tender age it was caught within, pitiful the weak little cries it had mustered with throat dry and tongue unresponsive. Ease had guided starving predator forth when it had fallen, meagre fight it may offer nothing to supposed hunter.
Around had it been turned and thus the coyote that deemed itself the hunter had been reduced to prey.
Savagery guided the cruel tines adorning parted jaws, of a duel set that which worked into the tender flesh of bared throat. Agony had the misguided predator felt, the amusement laced rumble vibrating through skin, muscle contracting and squeezing until nothing but pain was known. Short the time allowed to transpire, small mercy surely how teeth dug into pliable flesh and ripped apart the walls of sarcophagus and jugular, rich the copper of shed blood it drank with quick laps of a barbed tongue. On the assault continued, even as the meat cooked, bone cracking as held the still body by odd appendages situated low on tawny chest.
Full the fall of night when, with a raucous cry, had its victory been voiced. Severed the spinal column, exposed where flesh and muscle had been torn back to permit access, within a heap left the blood smeared mess of the puncture lined body. Prize was the head bearing a grimace of death it tore at with glee, mandibles and teeth alike striping from a cheek mouthfuls of meat.
Had not it been for the broken cries of ceaseless torment beauty may have been found within the descending dusk, the dying illumination permitting some sense of reprieve.
Pleasant, and rather easy upon an eye grown accustomed to the harsh backdrop of sun drenched sky, the delicate hues of rose and orange settled against the sand edge horizon. Silent herald for the veil of night that clung to deepening edges, painted the still dunes of bleached grains by the final remnants of day. Among them located a sight most foul, prize ill begotten and claimed with a feverish intent. Disturbed the once pristine gathering of sand, broken beneath the passage of pair, gold marred by crimson stain.
Wide the eyes from which life had fled, agape the broken jaw, a hinge shattered beneath the joyful assault of other. Kindness the death that visited upon creature of such idiocy, easy the meal once seen in the plodding wandering of solitary traveller. Apparent had been the tender age it was caught within, pitiful the weak little cries it had mustered with throat dry and tongue unresponsive. Ease had guided starving predator forth when it had fallen, meagre fight it may offer nothing to supposed hunter.
Around had it been turned and thus the coyote that deemed itself the hunter had been reduced to prey.
Savagery guided the cruel tines adorning parted jaws, of a duel set that which worked into the tender flesh of bared throat. Agony had the misguided predator felt, the amusement laced rumble vibrating through skin, muscle contracting and squeezing until nothing but pain was known. Short the time allowed to transpire, small mercy surely how teeth dug into pliable flesh and ripped apart the walls of sarcophagus and jugular, rich the copper of shed blood it drank with quick laps of a barbed tongue. On the assault continued, even as the meat cooked, bone cracking as held the still body by odd appendages situated low on tawny chest.
Full the fall of night when, with a raucous cry, had its victory been voiced. Severed the spinal column, exposed where flesh and muscle had been torn back to permit access, within a heap left the blood smeared mess of the puncture lined body. Prize was the head bearing a grimace of death it tore at with glee, mandibles and teeth alike striping from a cheek mouthfuls of meat.
