small stones in a river
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Foxes hunting
An eery rhythmic barking comes in bursts in the middle of the night. Not quite like a pack of dogs, the sound moves away quickly, even as a voice shouts out from a nearby house. It's too cold to get up and look out of the window.
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