I am the Hunter, I am Death
The tall grass parted and silently, I stepped through. Wild-eyed, connected with my surroundings, connected with my trusted weapon, and connected with my quarry. That connection was destined to break. One, and only one, of us were going to survive the night. The hunt had gone on far too long, too many times I had been eluded by my prey. It’s eminent death saddened me slightly. I could scarcely remember the last time I had met such a wily opponent….