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Running through the woods, wet snow under my paws. I am in a form so familiar, so loved, so…missed. What was man, fades, forgotten. The sharp scent of trees is everywhere. The world is bright in the rising sun. Strong muscles move me forward, moving so fast that the forest is a blur of motion.
The sunlight shining through the leaves of the trees, in ever-changing patterns of light and shadow flickers across my eyes. 1)Twigs hidden in the snow, snapping beneath my paws, as I chase my love’s scent. The snow stinging my eyes a little as it’s blown against them from the occasional 2)gust of wind. Some rabbits run frantically away, 3)scurrying into the bushes and their little holes in the ground, the smell of their fear is an 4)enticing scent in my nostrils. Scared little rabbits. I’d love to chase them, but I seek other prey today. My beloved runs ahead, beckoning.
Within the space of a single heartbeat, the magic is brutally taken away by a great sense of wrongness that makes the hair rise on my neck. The birds, usually singing their never-changing songs, now take wing and fly out of the trees and off the ground, disturbed. My heart skips a beat, feeling suddenly the unease all around. Then a sharp, loud noise almost like the thunder clap after a close lightning strike, quieter, but painful as its sound slaps harshly against the ears nonetheless. My love jerks and twists in mid-stride! She falls to the ground loosely as though her body had gone full and deeply asleep in an instant. Her blood sprays on that morning’s fresh fallen snow. I approach my love’s side cautiously, frightened by the noise and confused by her reaction to it, seeing if perhaps I can help her. For some reason, she seems to be holding her breath, for I no longer hear it. Has the noise partially deafened me?
Again, the noise! The same as before, but this time, I’m the one that jerks and twists. It hurts! My back is afire with pain! My lungs hurt, and as I draw each breath slowly, raggedly, and with great pain inside of me and then release it, it makes a gurgling sound like water running over rocks in a stream and blood 5)seeps out of my mouth. I try to stand, but my rear legs won’t work. I can’t even feel them. Did they fall asleep like my love?
I crawl towards her with my front paws leaving a trail of my life’s blood as I go, each movement sending such sharp pain through my body as I’ve never felt before. I crawl towards her, seeing her face appearing past her shoulder, lying in the snow in a crimson pool of her own blood, and I feel fear. Her eyes are open and unblinking. They are staring out into nothing, unseeing, and empty of life. She passed into death that quickly.
I start to hear another sound. It’s the sound of snow crunching beneath a human’s feet, walking towards me from downwind. Was the human the cause of this? I turn my face towards the approaching
human. The wind takes this moment to shift this way and I smell his scent along with the smells of oil, smoke, and warm metal. He carries a wooden and metal stick from which these smells seem to
6)emanate from.
He sees me looking at him, he slows and stops, looking back at me. He bares his teeth at me, his lips curling upwards at the ends, and makes a loud, repetitious noise that hurts my ears, then he spits on my mate some 7)foul-smelling liquid like 8)saliva mixed with some small, dark, strange smelling sour leaves. I realize now that he has done this to me and my love. I start to
9)growl from deep within me, but my voice sounds 10)brittle and slight when it leaves me.
I realize that I am dying then and finish crawling to my love’s side, not caring if this human stays or leaves. I put my nose into the fur on the outside of her leg. I 11)inhale her scent deeply into my lungs preferring it to his as my last memory. He raises his wooden and metal stick and points its end at me, then he looks down its length with one eye at me while keeping the other closed.
I look back into his eyes, with my body 12)ravaged and dying, lying alongside my love’s. Wishing with all the grief and rage, I feel in my heart to have a chance to avenge what he had done. He fires his weapon, the noise deafening in its closeness. I feel the force of its impact in my head, a sudden darkness like night, void of stars or moon, then nothing.
Nothing, until I awaken to a voice screaming, and realize it’s my own. The grief, the horror, still there, real as can be. I mourn the loss of a love I knew, bitter tears of sorrow that feel like sharp thorns on my face. I keep telling myself that it was only a dream. It was only a dream … wasn’t it? The answer is as real as the pain.
在树林间穿行，我的爪子下是潮湿的积雪。我对现在的自己是如此地熟悉，如此地热爱，如此地……怀念。人类算什么？早已在我的记忆里消失了，被遗忘了。到处都是树木刺鼻的气味，正徐徐升起的太阳让整个世界亮堂起来。我在强健肌肉的带动下前行，行进的速度如此地迅速，整个树林都变得模糊起来。
阳光在树叶的间隙中闪耀，不断变换的光与影在我眼前闪过。当我追寻着爱人气息前进的时候，积雪下埋藏的小树枝在我的爪子下啪啪作响。偶尔一阵风迎面吹过，卷起的雪花微微刺痛了我的双眼。有些兔子匆忙地窜走了，跑进小树丛中或它们在地上挖的小洞里，它们恐惧的气息在我闻起来成了诱人的香气。这些受惊的小兔子。平时我很爱追逐它们，但今天我在寻找其他的猎物。我的爱人在前方奔跑，让人心动。
就在心跳一拍的瞬间，一种强烈的不祥预感残酷地打碎了美妙的幻境，让我颈后的毛都竖了起来。那些鸟儿平日总是在林间唱着它们永不变换的歌曲，现在受了惊张开翅膀从树枝和地上飞走了。我的心漏跳了一拍，突然感觉到四周弥漫着一股不安的气氛。接着，在一道近距离的闪光过后，一声尖锐而巨大的噪声如雷声响起，声音却比雷声略小些，但是刺耳的声音穿过耳朵非常痛苦。我的爱人在半途中痉挛、扭曲！她松软地倒在了地上，就像她的身体突然间陷入了完全地沉睡中。她的鲜血在清晨新落的雪上蔓延。我小心地走近爱人的身边，被那噪音吓到了，也为她的反应感到迷惑，想看看是否能帮帮她。不知道为什么，她似乎屏住了呼吸，因为我甚至听不见她呼吸的声音。是不是那噪音让我的耳朵有点聋了？
那噪音又一次响起了！声音和之前的一样，但这一次，换成是我痉挛、扭曲。很痛苦！我的背痛得像火烧一样！我的肺很痛，而且随着我每次缓慢而不均匀的吸气，体内都会一阵剧痛，然后呼气时，就发出一种汩汩的声音如同溪水流过岩石，鲜血从我的嘴角溢出。我努力地想站起来，但我的后腿不听使唤了。我甚至感觉不到它们的存在。它们是不是也像我的爱人一样睡着了？
我用前腿使力慢慢向她爬过去，身后留下一条血痕。每动一下都让我全身钻心地疼痛，这种痛我以前从来没有经历过。我爬向她，越过她的肩膀看到了她的脸，躺在她自己的鲜血汇聚成的深红色的小池里，眼前的情景让我感到了恐惧。她的眼睛睁着，一眨也不眨。它们凝视着虚无，什么都看不见，是一种没有生命的空虚。她这么快就已经死去了。
我开始听到另一种声音。那是积雪在人类的脚下嘎吱作响的声音，他正从逆风的地方向我走来。是这个人类造成了这一切吗？我转过头向人类靠近的方向看去。这时风向这边吹来，我闻到了他的气息，还混合着油、烟以及热金属的味道。他拿着一根用木头和金属做的棍子，那些味道似乎就是从那根棍子上传来的。
他看到我在看他，于是放慢脚步停了下来，向我看过来。他朝我露出了牙齿，他的嘴唇两端向上翘起，发出一阵巨大而持续不断的噪音，震痛了我的耳朵，然后他向我的伴侣吐了一些气味恶臭的液体，仿佛是口水混合着某些细小而深色的、气味古怪的酸叶子。我意识到是他伤害了我和我的爱人。我开始从体内爆发出咆哮声，但是我发出的声音在离开我后听起来短暂而微弱。
我意识到我正在死去，于是完全伏在了我的爱人身边，也不管这个人类是走是留。我将我的鼻子伸到她腿侧的毛里，深深地将她的气息吸入我的肺里，宁愿这将是我最后的记忆，而不是那个人类。他抬起他那根用木头和金属做的棍子，并把棍子的末端指着我，然后一只眼睛凑近棍子的另一端对准我，并闭上了另一只眼睛。
我盯着他的眼睛，我的身体躺在我爱人的身边，伤痕累累，渐渐死去。怀着满心的忧伤和愤怒，我内心渴望能有一个机会对他所做的一切进行报复。他发动了他的武器，近距离的噪音几乎震聋了我的耳朵。我的头部感觉到了冲击的力量，突然之间如同夜晚般漆黑，只是没有星星或月亮，然后就什么都没有了。
什么都没有，直到我被一声尖叫惊醒，并发现那是我自己的声音。所有的悲伤，所有的恐惧，依然在那里，无比的真实。我为失去了爱人而哀伤，脸上悲痛的泪水宛如锋利的荆棘。我不断地告诉自己说，这一切不过是个梦而已。这不过是个梦……不是吗？答案和痛苦一样真实。
The sunlight shining through the leaves of the trees, in ever-changing patterns of light and shadow flickers across my eyes. 1)Twigs hidden in the snow, snapping beneath my paws, as I chase my love’s scent. The snow stinging my eyes a little as it’s blown against them from the occasional 2)gust of wind. Some rabbits run frantically away, 3)scurrying into the bushes and their little holes in the ground, the smell of their fear is an 4)enticing scent in my nostrils. Scared little rabbits. I’d love to chase them, but I seek other prey today. My beloved runs ahead, beckoning.
Within the space of a single heartbeat, the magic is brutally taken away by a great sense of wrongness that makes the hair rise on my neck. The birds, usually singing their never-changing songs, now take wing and fly out of the trees and off the ground, disturbed. My heart skips a beat, feeling suddenly the unease all around. Then a sharp, loud noise almost like the thunder clap after a close lightning strike, quieter, but painful as its sound slaps harshly against the ears nonetheless. My love jerks and twists in mid-stride! She falls to the ground loosely as though her body had gone full and deeply asleep in an instant. Her blood sprays on that morning’s fresh fallen snow. I approach my love’s side cautiously, frightened by the noise and confused by her reaction to it, seeing if perhaps I can help her. For some reason, she seems to be holding her breath, for I no longer hear it. Has the noise partially deafened me?
Again, the noise! The same as before, but this time, I’m the one that jerks and twists. It hurts! My back is afire with pain! My lungs hurt, and as I draw each breath slowly, raggedly, and with great pain inside of me and then release it, it makes a gurgling sound like water running over rocks in a stream and blood 5)seeps out of my mouth. I try to stand, but my rear legs won’t work. I can’t even feel them. Did they fall asleep like my love?
I crawl towards her with my front paws leaving a trail of my life’s blood as I go, each movement sending such sharp pain through my body as I’ve never felt before. I crawl towards her, seeing her face appearing past her shoulder, lying in the snow in a crimson pool of her own blood, and I feel fear. Her eyes are open and unblinking. They are staring out into nothing, unseeing, and empty of life. She passed into death that quickly.
I start to hear another sound. It’s the sound of snow crunching beneath a human’s feet, walking towards me from downwind. Was the human the cause of this? I turn my face towards the approaching
human. The wind takes this moment to shift this way and I smell his scent along with the smells of oil, smoke, and warm metal. He carries a wooden and metal stick from which these smells seem to
6)emanate from.
He sees me looking at him, he slows and stops, looking back at me. He bares his teeth at me, his lips curling upwards at the ends, and makes a loud, repetitious noise that hurts my ears, then he spits on my mate some 7)foul-smelling liquid like 8)saliva mixed with some small, dark, strange smelling sour leaves. I realize now that he has done this to me and my love. I start to
9)growl from deep within me, but my voice sounds 10)brittle and slight when it leaves me.
I realize that I am dying then and finish crawling to my love’s side, not caring if this human stays or leaves. I put my nose into the fur on the outside of her leg. I 11)inhale her scent deeply into my lungs preferring it to his as my last memory. He raises his wooden and metal stick and points its end at me, then he looks down its length with one eye at me while keeping the other closed.
I look back into his eyes, with my body 12)ravaged and dying, lying alongside my love’s. Wishing with all the grief and rage, I feel in my heart to have a chance to avenge what he had done. He fires his weapon, the noise deafening in its closeness. I feel the force of its impact in my head, a sudden darkness like night, void of stars or moon, then nothing.
Nothing, until I awaken to a voice screaming, and realize it’s my own. The grief, the horror, still there, real as can be. I mourn the loss of a love I knew, bitter tears of sorrow that feel like sharp thorns on my face. I keep telling myself that it was only a dream. It was only a dream … wasn’t it? The answer is as real as the pain.
在树林间穿行，我的爪子下是潮湿的积雪。我对现在的自己是如此地熟悉，如此地热爱，如此地……怀念。人类算什么？早已在我的记忆里消失了，被遗忘了。到处都是树木刺鼻的气味，正徐徐升起的太阳让整个世界亮堂起来。我在强健肌肉的带动下前行，行进的速度如此地迅速，整个树林都变得模糊起来。
阳光在树叶的间隙中闪耀，不断变换的光与影在我眼前闪过。当我追寻着爱人气息前进的时候，积雪下埋藏的小树枝在我的爪子下啪啪作响。偶尔一阵风迎面吹过，卷起的雪花微微刺痛了我的双眼。有些兔子匆忙地窜走了，跑进小树丛中或它们在地上挖的小洞里，它们恐惧的气息在我闻起来成了诱人的香气。这些受惊的小兔子。平时我很爱追逐它们，但今天我在寻找其他的猎物。我的爱人在前方奔跑，让人心动。
就在心跳一拍的瞬间，一种强烈的不祥预感残酷地打碎了美妙的幻境，让我颈后的毛都竖了起来。那些鸟儿平日总是在林间唱着它们永不变换的歌曲，现在受了惊张开翅膀从树枝和地上飞走了。我的心漏跳了一拍，突然感觉到四周弥漫着一股不安的气氛。接着，在一道近距离的闪光过后，一声尖锐而巨大的噪声如雷声响起，声音却比雷声略小些，但是刺耳的声音穿过耳朵非常痛苦。我的爱人在半途中痉挛、扭曲！她松软地倒在了地上，就像她的身体突然间陷入了完全地沉睡中。她的鲜血在清晨新落的雪上蔓延。我小心地走近爱人的身边，被那噪音吓到了，也为她的反应感到迷惑，想看看是否能帮帮她。不知道为什么，她似乎屏住了呼吸，因为我甚至听不见她呼吸的声音。是不是那噪音让我的耳朵有点聋了？
那噪音又一次响起了！声音和之前的一样，但这一次，换成是我痉挛、扭曲。很痛苦！我的背痛得像火烧一样！我的肺很痛，而且随着我每次缓慢而不均匀的吸气，体内都会一阵剧痛，然后呼气时，就发出一种汩汩的声音如同溪水流过岩石，鲜血从我的嘴角溢出。我努力地想站起来，但我的后腿不听使唤了。我甚至感觉不到它们的存在。它们是不是也像我的爱人一样睡着了？
我用前腿使力慢慢向她爬过去，身后留下一条血痕。每动一下都让我全身钻心地疼痛，这种痛我以前从来没有经历过。我爬向她，越过她的肩膀看到了她的脸，躺在她自己的鲜血汇聚成的深红色的小池里，眼前的情景让我感到了恐惧。她的眼睛睁着，一眨也不眨。它们凝视着虚无，什么都看不见，是一种没有生命的空虚。她这么快就已经死去了。
我开始听到另一种声音。那是积雪在人类的脚下嘎吱作响的声音，他正从逆风的地方向我走来。是这个人类造成了这一切吗？我转过头向人类靠近的方向看去。这时风向这边吹来，我闻到了他的气息，还混合着油、烟以及热金属的味道。他拿着一根用木头和金属做的棍子，那些味道似乎就是从那根棍子上传来的。
他看到我在看他，于是放慢脚步停了下来，向我看过来。他朝我露出了牙齿，他的嘴唇两端向上翘起，发出一阵巨大而持续不断的噪音，震痛了我的耳朵，然后他向我的伴侣吐了一些气味恶臭的液体，仿佛是口水混合着某些细小而深色的、气味古怪的酸叶子。我意识到是他伤害了我和我的爱人。我开始从体内爆发出咆哮声，但是我发出的声音在离开我后听起来短暂而微弱。
我意识到我正在死去，于是完全伏在了我的爱人身边，也不管这个人类是走是留。我将我的鼻子伸到她腿侧的毛里，深深地将她的气息吸入我的肺里，宁愿这将是我最后的记忆，而不是那个人类。他抬起他那根用木头和金属做的棍子，并把棍子的末端指着我，然后一只眼睛凑近棍子的另一端对准我，并闭上了另一只眼睛。
我盯着他的眼睛，我的身体躺在我爱人的身边，伤痕累累，渐渐死去。怀着满心的忧伤和愤怒，我内心渴望能有一个机会对他所做的一切进行报复。他发动了他的武器，近距离的噪音几乎震聋了我的耳朵。我的头部感觉到了冲击的力量，突然之间如同夜晚般漆黑，只是没有星星或月亮，然后就什么都没有了。
什么都没有，直到我被一声尖叫惊醒，并发现那是我自己的声音。所有的悲伤，所有的恐惧，依然在那里，无比的真实。我为失去了爱人而哀伤，脸上悲痛的泪水宛如锋利的荆棘。我不断地告诉自己说，这一切不过是个梦而已。这不过是个梦……不是吗？答案和痛苦一样真实。