Smillew (@smillew): "Nothing. I don't understand. I smell the Hunters in the air. What disguise did they choose? My eyes linger on her turquoise shimmers. The finger I run over her fur comes back with blood. The Hunters are in the air. I don't have time to explain. It's a split-second decision."

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Smillew

Jan 1, 2024

Smillew Top Hat Seminar

Nothing. I don't understand. I smell the Hunters in the air. What disguise did they choose?

My eyes linger on her turquoise shimmers. The finger I run over her fur comes back with blood.

The Hunters are in the air.

I don't have time to explain. It's a split-second decision.

Debdutta Pal

Jan 1, 2024

Moments ago, I’d wanted to kill her. Now a wave of responsibility blisters in my ears. The future of our kind rests on my ruthless brand of leadership. I thrive on preparedness, but my instincts are sharper.

We wait for a sign, the crunching of twigs, clinks of snares, laughter—anything.

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Jan 1, 2024

8:17 PM

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