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Mouse - A Collection of Short Stories
Writer aminorsecond
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I : Mouse - A Tale of Greed
aminorsecond
Jul 9, 2018
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The world is odd at his size. 11Please respect copyright.PENANAIdGPbTfg64
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The mouse toggles between soil that sinks below his feet and a sky that threatens to wash him away. Within the limbo of nature, nothing seems as small as the mouse. Each day, taunted by his tectonic pawed neighbors, rumbling his weak underbelly as they pass through, the mouse feels his distaste strengthen. The power they wielded simply with their size was enough to make the mouse grow in rapacity. 11Please respect copyright.PENANAoLHgAxjkol
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“You mope around too much,” said the wolf, bending so his mouth levied with the mouse’s head. “You have the dirt at your disposal after all!”  11Please respect copyright.PENANAV2UTEDy6WL
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With a wolfish grin, the towering animal sauntered away, kicking up the Earth in a successful attempt to beleaguer the mouse. The mouse buried himself further into his burrow: an anxious mess of grass stuffed dirt. 11Please respect copyright.PENANAOEYvuaoKqv
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“Wolf is right….” the mouse entombed himself in his personalized dishevelment of green. “He's right isn’t he...”11Please respect copyright.PENANAOOgv4R3obs
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“You know Mouse,” the hummingbird began. The lightness of her voice aligned with the soft titter of her wings. “Owl says ‘when the moon reflects against the pond, our hunger will cease.’”11Please respect copyright.PENANAJ6uE08hyfd
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The mouse's ears perked up and he scampered out to meet his friend. copyright protection7PENANAfieNESy4Lx

“Pond? What pond?” copyright protection7PENANAXcEzhxQDjJ

The hummingbird chirped, dumbfounded. copyright protection7PENANAgWJ5rm8WMy

“The pond next door Mouse! Do you not leave your burrow?”copyright protection7PENANAr1RFPvxnAj

The mouse bowed his head shyly. copyright protection7PENANAUxvy7M6Xqq

“There’s not much to see out here…” he mumbled to himself. copyright protection7PENANAGHnqMOMVLz

“Well it is a full moon tonight…” in that moment the hummingbird became the mouse’s goad, subtly pushing the mouse to try his luck.  copyright protection7PENANAucBlRqRpOr

“I see…” the mouse murmured and slunk back into his burrow. copyright protection7PENANAIJYeh60o3r

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That night, the moon was indeed full and the mouse could feel it loom over him, beckoning him to bathe in its rays. The mouse complied to the invisible offering, nimbly finding his way to the pond. Recalling his earlier conversation with the hummingbird, the mouse peered upon the sliver of water painted an ever flowing glow of silver. All else was still and the mouse could only fathom the unheard voice of the moon, calling into the depths of the his hunger, his craving to be bigger. That was what swelled inside of him, making his body hollow. Eagerly, the mouse dipped his nose into the water. 11Please respect copyright.PENANAj4SiznsY7S
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Defeated the mouse hauled himself home, disappointment digging into his body and making his feet feel like stones. However, morning arrived and the mouse could no longer sit comfortably in his home; his body had misshaped his burrow. Ecstatic the mouse heaved himself out and smugly awaited the wolf’s arrival. 11Please respect copyright.PENANAtWHKsMBvaM
“Tiny still! Barely up to my hind feet!” The wolf smirked and paraded away.11Please respect copyright.PENANAYUTsyTBQrR
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The hollowing returned to the mouse and that night he subsided it with a visit to the pond for more. In the morning he was sure he had passed his adversary's knee yet the wolf never came. So, the mouse returned to the pond each night again and again and again. Growing bigger and bigger yet he awoke each morning hollow. He could never satisfy the emptiness in his underbelly, which felt weaker no matter his size. He could never fill the pit in his body and dismay became a stake in his stomach, rooting him to the pond’s edge even when the mouse drank it dry. 11Please respect copyright.PENANA4LVW3vkwus
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