Sunfall
While my final moments were approaching, dying of thirst, the sun rising off the horizon, I cried harder, staining my coat with red tears for a monster had found me.
He is filthy, tall, with bright hair, wearing the suit of a man, standing on two legs. His ears are so small, his eyes are so big, their colors so dull. He’s pretending to be regal with real rugs draped around his body, dirty and with mismatching patterns, sewn together into a jacket.
He says nothing, looks at the horizon, and I know he is here to watch me die.
“Who hurt you?”
I look at the monster, shocked that he can speak the tongue of man, and I make noises at him to scare him away, hissing, barking, anything. I would rather
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