Lyssa Medana |
The sun's morning rays filtering through the trees massaged Jonah's cramped muscles to wakefulness. He sat up slowly, began to gather the shreds of the clothing he'd been wearing last night.
With a sigh, he looked about, trying to get an idea of where he might be.
Then he caught sight of a rabbit's remains only a few feet from the wall he had been curled against.
Overcoming the nausea and sense of defeat, he wondered idly what the time was. Eventually, he'd have to find his way back. Pretend this was a bad dream, and rejoin the human race.
Jonah is a man with a problem I think... a recurring problem it seems. Beautifully told story of the morning after... Thanks so much for linking up
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like the man has more problems than an average hangover. Thank you for jumping in, it's great to see you. Lyssa M x
ReplyDeleteWOW, that was brilliant. Talk about a nightmare found the morning after. I think I would be running away instead of doing the walk of shame away.
ReplyDeleteJumping in with the dark and creepy, I see. Made me shiver, Renee!
ReplyDeleteLove it.
ReplyDeleteYour song is up and running....on a full tank.
Renee! Glad to see a fres post here. Poor Jonah. He's got a long road to walk home.
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