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2007-03-20 01:02 am (UTC)
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He had left her there.
They had pitched a tent, then he had gotten into the jeep and drove off. "Stay there," he had said.
When the lion had come it was it or her. It was a young male. Prideless.
Three shots had settled things.
Three hours later, she had started a fire. She had no rations.
Things just managed to work themselves out.
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They had pitched a tent, then he had gotten into the jeep and drove off. "Stay there," he had said.
When the lion had come it was it or her. It was a young male. Prideless.
Three shots had settled things.
Three hours later, she had started a fire. She had no rations.
Things just managed to work themselves out.