Huggers! Am I Right?

They stalk their prey with wide eyes and bared teeth. Like sonar, pinging off a target, their voices rise to an octave that could break glass and shatter stone. They come closer. Circling. Cackling. Corralling their victim with glee and guile. The prey frantically searches for an escape. Their heart races. Beads of sweat rollContinue reading “Huggers! Am I Right?”