
Cursed Wilderness
by Not Raven
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The whispers in my ears are getting closer. I close my eyes, breathe, open my eyes, and turn on the mirror. Cruelty and precision are the instincts of hunters. Being killed by the prey or killing the prey is a fate that the hunter can never escape. Guns are my closest companions, my best friends that are far more trustworthy than humans. In this wilderness, I have no one to rely on except him. Remember: the wilderness is a grave. Remember: we are but trembling insects under the Lord's feet.
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