Hunger

The foggy haze floating atop the water is thick tonight, a thin layer of cover, just the way I like it. Sun will be coming up any time now, so I have to finish hunting soon. That new albino gator who showed up last week has really been hogging my territory. Wait, there it is, what I’ve been looking for all night, just standing there waiting. Tourists always make for a fine feast when the hunger is strong.

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Lillie

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