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Run. Run for the holes, and the burrows. Run for the hills.

Winter is not yet here.
It is not yet here, and the ground lies brown, yellow, and red under the fallen leaves.

So run.
Run as fast your little legs can carry you.
Run and pray someone else is running.
Someone bigger.
Slower.
More enticing.

Someone for whom the winter change has come early too.
Someone else in their full winter coat.
Someone else shining white against the autumnal ground.
Pray for that, and run.

Because it sees you.
Of course it does.
It sees everything.
Absolutely everything.
Including you.

Especially you.

And you are dead.
Dead and swallowed and forgotten to the world.

That is what you get for changing your fur early.

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Run. Run for the holes, and the burrows. Run for the hills.

Winter is not yet here.
It is not yet here, and the ground lies brown, yellow, and red under the fallen leaves.

So run.
Run as fast your little legs can carry you.
Run and pray someone else is running.
Someone bigger.
Slower.
More enticing.

Someone for whom the winter change has come early too.
Someone else in their full winter coat.
Someone else shining white against the autumnal ground.
Pray for that, and run.

Because it sees you.
Of course it does.
It sees everything.
Absolutely everything.
Including you.

Especially you.

And you are dead.
Dead and swallowed and forgotten to the world.

That is what you get for changing your fur early.