Friday, 22 May 2009

Confessions of a woodland mammal

I have a confession to make. I'm in love with someone I shouldn't be. Oh, how handsome he looks in his red coat, on his dark horse! I cannot help it. Even as he blows his horn and his hounds chase me, jaws snapping I always steal a backward glance.


  1. Confessions of a woodland hunter

    I have a confession to make. I'm in love with someone I shouldn't.

    Oh, how beautiful she looks in her red fur coat, darting between the trees.

    I can not help it. Even as I blow my horn and the hounds give chase, part of me wants her to escape.

  2. I would think he wants to catch her though, because hunters think in straight lines only.


  3. There's the conflict. Harry Hunter was born to hunt and think in terms of linear destiny - yet, the very act of hunting exposes him to free will and challenges his views on destiny - very complex character, this Harry


  4. You have a more optimistic vision of hunters.
    Optimistic but vastly less beautiful I should say. :P

  5. i hope she doesn't die :/

  6. he can't forgive her...
    great story :)


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