This owl, why does it bleed so? I glance down at the helpless creature in my arms.
"what am i going to do with you?"
i can not get help, because as far as everyone is concerned, i am dead. Lifeless. Walking amongst humans would create conflict. I sigh, searching for shelter so i can tend to the animal.
The buildings on the street bare no lighting, bars on each and every window. But there in the alley, was a small run down house that appeared to to vacant. so i creep in. slowly and causiously i lay the owl down on a couch in the first room. then i begin to search for some gauze and ribbon. one rooom i walked in had no windows, but a bed.
TOO BE CONTINUED....
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