07-27-2020, 12:50 AM
[align=center][div style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; width: 60%; text-align: justify; line-height:120%"]Twisted anatomy of misshapen beast, a foul dinner guest besieging shores of sun bleached grains.
Once tawny the heaving chest that produced ceaseless vocalisations, bore upon the reverberation of each rumble the edge of amusement. Cruel the press of too many limbs, against chest situated accessory bearing hooked spines, an insect pressed to the sand chosen morsel. A creature of felidae origin once, rugged the strained pant of each agony laced breath, above widened eyes hovering the duel set of dripping jaws.
Wrong. Alien this thing cast in the fine coat of mount dwelling beast, above back curled the segmented extension of quivering tail. Into the pliable flesh of neck did teeth dig, bright the eyes that watched, fragmented those set above, brow occupied where it should not have been. Death may not come easy even as scream painted the air of still dusk, broken sob falling from a grimace worn upon blood smeared visage, twitching and jerking where it lay.
Too late any to find the scene, grisly mess left in wake of departure, life taken in tantalising mouthfuls. If friend or foe what lay spread, mere husk for the thin flesh of abdomen was cut into and enjoyed the delicacy of torn out organs, none may know, a present left in the wake of departing Pittian for the unfortunate fool brave enough to seek the origin of long silenced cries.
Once tawny the heaving chest that produced ceaseless vocalisations, bore upon the reverberation of each rumble the edge of amusement. Cruel the press of too many limbs, against chest situated accessory bearing hooked spines, an insect pressed to the sand chosen morsel. A creature of felidae origin once, rugged the strained pant of each agony laced breath, above widened eyes hovering the duel set of dripping jaws.
Wrong. Alien this thing cast in the fine coat of mount dwelling beast, above back curled the segmented extension of quivering tail. Into the pliable flesh of neck did teeth dig, bright the eyes that watched, fragmented those set above, brow occupied where it should not have been. Death may not come easy even as scream painted the air of still dusk, broken sob falling from a grimace worn upon blood smeared visage, twitching and jerking where it lay.
Too late any to find the scene, grisly mess left in wake of departure, life taken in tantalising mouthfuls. If friend or foe what lay spread, mere husk for the thin flesh of abdomen was cut into and enjoyed the delicacy of torn out organs, none may know, a present left in the wake of departing Pittian for the unfortunate fool brave enough to seek the origin of long silenced cries.