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Submitted to Contest #314
Night settles like a woolen blanket over the churchyard cemetery, thick with dew and silence. I lie curled beneath the yew tree, my black fur indistinguishable from the shadows that surround. Ivy climbs the side of the chapel in a lattice of vines and leaves. The wind rustles leaves on the ground nearby and the iron gate creaks faintly, as if sighing in its sleep.This is my pasture.My flock rests beneath the soil, quiet and still. At peace. Each soul a sheep entrusted to my care. I know them all. I know the weight of their sorrow, heavy, lik...
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