Monday 6 December 2010

Falcon






She'd noticed it watching them from treetops before.

Then one day while out hunting with the king's party, the falcon flew down
gently and settled on her gauntlet,
shedding wildness.

Ducked its head of its own accord into the hood.
Slipped its claws into jesses
Tethered itself to her heart.


50-word story by Lisa Falzon
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