As we ran, it basked in the glow of our speed. The unfelt breeze wafted through the grates on it’s chest, emmitting a tinny buzzing, like a portable space heater. Its smoky form twisted towards us and eerie claws stretched out toward us. Then it turned, as if hearing something, and stalked off under the moon.

© 2021 Kelly Ishikawa

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