"You're life is my life" said Ran to the still warm body of the deer. He dragged the body down the embankment to the low land woods. He carved the deer as best he could by a fire in the night.
In the morning it was five degrees out and whitely dead. Ran ate by the fire with frosted fingers and a red dot nose. He curled up like a squirrel in his bag fat and happy and let the day move on in dreams.
The "Ran Series" from the book {Bunny Hop} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas
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