Ruminating the 11th Hour

In Ennu’s study, the still shattered skull lay motionless on the hard wooden floor. The deep red of the blood surrounding the broken pieces of the head was dark and shone with a sheen resembling that of perspiration, morning dew, or misty mountain air. A skittering across the floor came as a rat scurried across the ground from a dark hole in the corner to sample the deep crimson liquid staining the floor. As the rat drank from the motionless pooled blood on the floor, two other rodents joined him in drinking from the new source of food to quench their thirst. A few heartbeats after their first sips all three rats lay unmoving, lifeless on the floor with their heads still in the blood around the broken skull.


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