Predator and its Prey

The silent nature of a dying predator is settling into the composites of its watchful prey. For years on it has longed for such a moment, but such a moment when it comes is not easy to behold. For the phantoms of the forgotten past, feeling through the presence of a mind, surrenders to the will of the eternal belonging, and forms in the preys’ mind a depiction of their own fate. All must go, all must die, all must sadden the passing eyes, the predator and its prey, one way or another, into the dust to form another.


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