Animals (Fragments)


The cat was coming towards me on the empty street. As we came together I tipped my hat and we exchanged pleasantries. We then continued on our respective journeys.

Spider (At night-time)

In a darkened room, lit only by a reading lamp you see something move across the floor. Given that it is the witching hour you aren’t sure if its reality or an illusion. But you see it again and inquisitiveness overrides the tired sensation. You rise to take a closer look and see the unmistakable shape of a spider. As if noticing your intrusion the spider makes a dash for cover, stopping for a few seconds in the open, scanning the room, finding a place to hide. And in that few seconds you see the spiders shadow. Its deep-set body with a darkness echoing the void of space and its eight, long, spindly legs that stretch out for infinity. The spider then spots a crack in floorboards, and rushes to the safety that the underground provides. Then the tiredness overwhelms the senses and you retreat to the safety of sleep.


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A person who enjoys writing short story things, poetry and other random things that come into my head.
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