Cryptid

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I am cryptid, made in the minds of the lost and hungering. 

You might ask whether I exist without them, or, whether I am the sounds of rustling leaves in an empty forest, or, the crunch of a snowy footprint in the wilderness of time.    

All I know, is that I bring challenge to those who would hunt me down.  Fear to those who don’t know me.  Lust swells in some when they see the size of what I offer. But, I bring love to those who climb into my lap and look me in the eye. 

 

Published 4 years ago

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