6:15 p.m. - Sun enters 03� Aquarius, Anno IVxvi
Hunter
Crawling out, slowly, out that shit hole you dug out for me and threw me into. Every inch I got, I swore even more that I'd get you back for what you've done. Face flat, then when on hands and knees I found your arrows, right next to your bow, and then I knew for sure you were gone. The prey became the hunter and I had you right in my eye, but then something funny happened...