Three Line Tales: Fiction – Leave Him Wild #amwriting #3LineTales


Thanks to Sonya of Only 100 Words for hosting #3LineTales.


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He flicks his tale and propels through the tank, but he used to swim without stopping in oceans lacking clear-walls; where he stalked his pray as it bled-out and struggled. Hunting once was meaningful, but now his razor teeth clamp down and tear flesh in a passive frenzy; he has rows of the sharpest cutting knives in his mouth.

The curious eyes staring back at him are baffling as pale up-right creatures tap the clear-wall forgetting he’s wild as he rams it; their shrieks cause his blood to roar — somehow he will return home.


©Mandibelle16.(2018) All Rights Reserved.

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