I scatter the ashes from dawn to dusk, breathe the fire raging within, overtaking much of my ire, and I glance all around, gather myself as I rooooaaaar that sound; I am calling, calling for something – I wait for an approach all around. Bouncing, and bounding are those terrible two, a pair of angry feline-like beings whom will not cease their stares, their venomous fangs they gnash and gnash my way, punishment? Although what ill have I performed? That’s not for me to say. I fend off the creatures, with their wild, wild stares and ferocious, swiping claws until they realise, I can well-word myself out of any situation, at least the concept is correct – with a peeling away, they retract with their intent so flawed. [...]
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