The Intruder
A tribute to a hero who never shirked his duty.
An intruder approaches. I'm on high alert. They're getting closer. I run to the main lookout post, cortisol flooding my body. I sound the alarm. They keep coming. I call out, warning them not to take another step. I am armed, and I will use my weapons if needed. They are either brave or stupid. I'm determined to defend this location, no matter what it takes. The prospect unnerves me. I admit to shaking, muscles humming with tension. But look - they are leaving! Panting with relief, I return to my basket.
But wait! Another intruder approaches!
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