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The Hunt
Run faster.
The chase has begun.
Observe. The weapons are loaded.
Our adrenilin is pumping.
Your fear is overwhelming, it's twisting it's grip, making it impossible to breathe.
Your increasing pulse reaches rapid speed.
Your muscles cramp.
Terror consumes you.
Step Lighter.
Run as fast as you can,
we won't be far behind.
Your only hope for survival is evasion.
Watch your step, don't falter your feet,
precision is the key for those with hope.
Listen to their laughter, never forget, this is no longer a game.
Hush your screams.
Gunshots trigger your vocals,
a sound escapes your lips. Their aim is stronger.
Urge your children to run, tell them of your love,
make sure they know you care today, for there'll be no tomorrow.
Close your eyes, deny your vision
Repeat after me.
See no evil, hear no evil.
Don't dare look back.
Don't falter in your choices, don't stumble in the chase.
Don't mourn your life and that of your families.
we won't.
We take joy in your fear
We laugh at your pleas,
and we mock your whimpers.
This is a hunt.
You are the prey.
If we decided to find your corpse, we'll take pride in our aim
and congradulate the shooter.
This is life, not a fairy tale
the good rareley provale
and the evil prefer it that way.
So run rabbit run. You can't hide.
( This peice of writing is a very simple peice, i did not elaborate on emotions, or use many discriptive words, because what i'm writing about is so blunt.. and not intended to be full of emotion. This is a conversation between man, and his prey. And how we so easily kill animals for sport. It tells the story of the animals fear, and the mans brutality.)
The chase has begun.
Observe. The weapons are loaded.
Our adrenilin is pumping.
Your fear is overwhelming, it's twisting it's grip, making it impossible to breathe.
Your increasing pulse reaches rapid speed.
Your muscles cramp.
Terror consumes you.
Step Lighter.
Run as fast as you can,
we won't be far behind.
Your only hope for survival is evasion.
Watch your step, don't falter your feet,
precision is the key for those with hope.
Listen to their laughter, never forget, this is no longer a game.
Hush your screams.
Gunshots trigger your vocals,
a sound escapes your lips. Their aim is stronger.
Urge your children to run, tell them of your love,
make sure they know you care today, for there'll be no tomorrow.
Close your eyes, deny your vision
Repeat after me.
See no evil, hear no evil.
Don't dare look back.
Don't falter in your choices, don't stumble in the chase.
Don't mourn your life and that of your families.
we won't.
We take joy in your fear
We laugh at your pleas,
and we mock your whimpers.
This is a hunt.
You are the prey.
If we decided to find your corpse, we'll take pride in our aim
and congradulate the shooter.
This is life, not a fairy tale
the good rareley provale
and the evil prefer it that way.
So run rabbit run. You can't hide.
( This peice of writing is a very simple peice, i did not elaborate on emotions, or use many discriptive words, because what i'm writing about is so blunt.. and not intended to be full of emotion. This is a conversation between man, and his prey. And how we so easily kill animals for sport. It tells the story of the animals fear, and the mans brutality.)