You chose to let those jaws clench

Knowing your time has come and believing that nothing else should be given more time than you were given, you gnash your teeth together.

With a disturbing crunch, the baby bird is no longer a baby bird. It is now energy for you. Energy you will not be able to use since you are stuck under a tree branch.

The last thing you taste before losing consciousness is the bitter, metal taste of whatever leaked out of the baby bird.

You choose to…


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