The Feast

The first time we came here to gorge, it was far simpler. There were so many of them, you could just throw out a net and skim a few off the top. They didn’t even try to run. Well, they couldn’t escape, could they? Scampering around and tripping over each other. So many of them. Pandemonium, it was.

No so anymore, we ate too many, their numbers dwindled, and they got smart. Tooled up, Fought back. The tables are starting to turn and they know it. The fear in their eyes has made way for hatred, and soon it will be they who hunt us. If only they weren’t so damn tasty. Tasty enough to kill, or die for.


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