December 2, 2012

A wholesome creature sat chained to a gate. “This city is devoid of feeling,” it marveled. As the profane beat around it, none saw the creature’s whole body, only a side glimpse of what looked to be a dumb beast. The blind spots hardened as stone, then into years, then become Time itself. The wild virgin animal elevated its proud head and refused to make eye contact any longer.


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