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by Rich Rurshell
On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me, four colly birds…
If true, then Mother Nature is my true love. I won’t argue with that. I always loved nature.
I’m not sure why I stayed here. Leaving doesn’t seem appropriate.
Not while I’m like this.
These carrion crows are the only living things to have paid me any attention. If I can still call this me. A lifeless corpse staring into the winter sky from this ditch.
Just days ago, I was eating turkey. Now the birds feast on me. Nature’s way of redressing the balance.
Rich Rurshell is a writer of horror, fantasy, and science fiction. From his home in Suffolk, England, Rich likes to ponder the existence of the sinister, the fantastic, and the downright terrifying. He likes to explore the darker side of life and what lies within us and celebrate the beauty in the world and what lies beyond.