Zombie

Rhythmic. The pace is steady. Leaves crunch, drag. Leaves crunch, drag. Its eyeless sockets squint and wheep as they search the forest floor for food. Leaves crunch, drag. Leaves crunch, drag. Whatever force drives this husk, it seems pained and frustrated. You feel pity for a moment but then remember, by the time the last leaf falls, these creatures will return to the soil... Until next year when they find them selves lost again.

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