The morning had started like any other. I stepped onto my porch with a cup of coffee, expecting nothing more than a quiet beginning to the day. But near the front steps, I noticed something pale and ragged lying on the ground. It looked wet, torn, and strangely organic. I kept my distance because I couldn’t immediately tell what it was. There were no tracks, feathers, blood, or other obvious clues nearby, which somehow made the discovery even more unsett…Continue Reading
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