He found her in the forest, standing tall and proud. Taking in her beauty, the predator approached, thinking of all the things he could do with her. She stood still as he reached out, first touching, then stripping off her outer layer. Her nakedness showed beneath. With no means to run, his sharp ax split the trunk with ease. The tree fell, its beautiful life rushing out. Screaming in protest, shaking the ground. The man worked diligently, day and night. In the end, he thought he did alright. He opened the door. Her dismembered corpse had become his home.
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Andrew Rutter
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Signals raced like ants on a starless night, looking, searching, fighting their way through a maze full of communication. Random routes driven by infinitesimal conductors controlling the chaos. A hand patted the wall, the thought in the dark complete. Touching the wall’s rough surface, searching for that smooth area. Lifting the protrusion on that smooth surface; a switch flipped. Light chasing the darkness away.
By Andrew Rutter7 months ago in Fiction
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