the Ether Bunny (ninjalicious) wrote,
the Ether Bunny

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Ever-widening concentric rings of blood, like the cross-section of a tree trunk. At different times the wound moved. For the longest time it seemed bound to my core.. but the nearer I came to conciousness the more it shifted to my side. "I thought it was.." and "Oh, but it couldn't have been."

I fell back to sleep, and pools of blood formed near the litter box. I picked up Bort and he had self-inflicted wounds covering him.. open bloody wounds, and a broken paw.. crusty and wet blood everywhere. He was shaking in confused pain but wouldn't stop trying to scratch himself.

4:22 seemed like as good a time as any to abandon sleep.

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