Insistently tapping pencil to paper. As if to demand attention. How are they to command others. Even so, the others were placed here in punishment for their actions. Simplicity could not exaggerate the frustration upon pressured intimidation. Is any one person’s dignity anymore important or deserving of reticule from another. Society dictates the answer, yes. “If” is a statement on possibilities; but, knowing power props the pedestal in support of selfish desires. How can any one person be complacent with society, if another manipulates the very foundation of their own statute with the very influence they steal from society. Irony would answer with, yes – society. Sheep follow orders. Wolfs steal their meat for a need. Shepard’s protect and give orders. Has any thanked the moon for its glistening light at night. A lonely rabbit sits atop a hill. Looking down at the valley of sheep, wolfs, and the Shepard’s. The rabbit knows his fear of the wolf, as it is shared with the sheep. The rabbit understands why the sheep follow the Shepard, as it is easy to take orders from the one that protects you. The rabbit sympathizes for the Shepard. Without sheep to protect from the wolf, or the wolf to fight, the Shepard would be non-existent. What is a rabbit to do? No claws to fight with, only feet to run from danger. A brain too smart to fall in line and take orders. Timid nature so strong it bewilders any courage from giving commands. No the rabbit will stay on top his hill. Out of sight and out of mind. The rabbit knows one day it will either defend from a wolf or run. It will one day figure out how to be social enough to be lucky to mate with another of its kind. The rabbit knows that they are looked down upon by the ever tall Shepard; knowing the rabbit is wild and naturally resists a Shepard’s order. Thus, will have to run in fear once the Shepard’s frustration guides its rifle in sight of the rabbit, with their prideful prejudice. No, the rabbit will continue its life’s journey alone; where it is most comfortable suffering in the bush, sobbing at the fact it is too small and insignificant to wear a sheep’s wool. Not fierce enough to take what it wants, like the wolf. Not brake enough to command another rabbit in arms or protect the lonely harassed turtle, being taunted by the crows. no, the rabbit is a loner and will remain.
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This was an interesting stream-of-consciousness read. I like how the title gives us insight about where and why this piece was written without having to outright tell us in the actual story. You provide some imagery, specifically the Shepard/animal imagery which offers a unique twist to this thought process. I would suggest running through this piece again to tackle the grammatical issues. There are many misspellings, starting with “loaner” in the title which should be “loner.” More examples are “wolfs” should be “wolves” and “reticule” should be “ridicule.” Fixing these errors will make the piece flow better and feel more complete. Good work!
thank you. the idea was to intentionally leave errors in an “artistic” manner. this was to help the reader feel as though they are truly reading a letter from someone who does not care much.