Stream of Thought

Sad Reprieve

When I went back to retrieve my dragon from its hibernation on the mountainside, I checked inside the trailer home as my father requested to ensure it was ready for the new tenant.

To my sadness, I found one baby mouse, dead and dessicating, curled up alone in the emptied living room.

We had managed to save our family, but I had not been there to ensure its freedom from the bathroom sink pipeway’s ensured indoor captivity.

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