Devour

Branches cracked underfoot, wind howled from above like a wounded beast. Barely still, coving the sound of grumblings from an empty stomach. A small flutter in the distance, I steadied my stance and aimed. For a moment, the world stood still. A felt eternity, joined by all living things and the spirits of the dead. Blood pooled on the ground like bubbling lava. I hadn’t seen the creature lurking above in the tree. My last thought: so be it. I hunger no more. Take it now, the hunger is yours.