A story from Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Chewing the Cud

The river boils brown after weeks of rain. Little bullocks nose at its edge. A whisker away from death, they munch contentedly. Oblivious.

2 Critiques to "Chewing the Cud"

  1. The following was written by Toby on October 12, 2010

    I really like this story. It is complete and gives the reader a sense of peace even with the oncoming doom. This is the world for all but humans.

  2. The following was written by Jeanette Cheezum on October 13, 2010

    This mini flash held my attention and made me want more.