by .:fσяєνєя:. » Sat Oct 29, 2011 2:02 pm
/●ѕкує ● нυитєя ● нι∂∂єи ναℓℓєу ●/
Skye sighed, maybe her brother was right? The female lifted her nose higher into the air, a faint but similar scent drifter into her nose. Seals. Fisherman. the cold thought of her past still drifter in her mind, slowing her down. She growled at her stubbornness, trying to forget her past. And everything.
Seeking help, the dog limps up and down the silent, cold streets, being chased away by all who see
her,
Scared and timid, she now gives up all hope,
Now the shepherd has no one to shepherd her..
she searches for a place to die, at only 1 year or less..
She limps back to her house, whining and wanting help
Only then, slammed the doors on once again..
She walks across the road, into a ditch, shivering, because now it was dusk
The ditch was cold, but better than cement, she gently laid down
to take a long winter's nap..
Slowly and slowly, frost covered her body, she was too weak to shake it off,
So it sat, and built up on the beauty..
covering her only entrance to life, the life she never knew..
The Shepherd shivered and shivered...and slowly...was silent..forever.