“Write a sad story about a Pomeranian.”– P.L.
Note: This
piece contains direct references to animal cruelty. Please read at your own
discretion. Also, thank you to the prompter for giving me this chance to revive
beloved characters from an old story, but apologies for the poor quality of
this piece… alright, enough self-criticizing, time to just post it.
It’s a cruel game.
In the face of murder, the humans only laugh.
Silence
is Golden
He remembered the little pompom from back home. He recognized that under-curl
to the tail, that ruffled muff around its neck, those round and scared black
eyes. What confirmed it was the crook to the ear, the birth defect that had the
pup put up ‘free to a good home’ by show-mongering owners.
So what Miles couldn’t understand was why the Pomeranian was here.
