Chapter Seven
So what happens now, let me tell you.
I find myself standing in the center of a wide road, faced towards a rising sun, with a clear bright blue sky above me. My head still spun, my stomach was doing flip-flops, and splattered on the ground is the evidence that I have already been sick at least once though I cannot remember doing so.
I hear a whistling approaching from behind me, I turn to see a young man leading an old cow by a halter, he seemed slightly familiar to me somehow, but I can’t say why. He approached, his whistle drying up as he sees me more clearly. I stand still, a startled deer trapped in the headlights of his presence. Experience tells me that males in this land rule with a rod of iron, whilst girlies like me suffer the consequences in silence.
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