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(Originally posted on October 26, 2019)
You Keep Me Warm | 1,899 words | Fantasy/Horror | WARNING for blood, animal death, and animal predation
In summer, she was shorn, and in winter, her wool was worn, and Lady would come to say, “Thank you; you keep me warm.”
It had been that way for years now. How many, though, the sheep could not tell, for she was not a bright creature — nor did she ever claim to be — and had never learned to count. But she knew that when the sun got too warm, Farmer and Lady would corral her and the other sheep, and, one by one, strip them of their old wool.
She’d been frightened the first time, staring at those metal shears, but once she was let back into the field and felt the warm breeze against her skin, she knew Farmer and Lady had done her no harm.
She always felt a swell of pride, too, whenever Lady thanked her, having spun her wool into a peculiarly colored coat of her own.
And so, the sheep lived, her life marked by the seasons, punctuated by the birth of lambs and the loss of her wool. It was a peaceful life, and, knowing no other, she was content.
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In summer, she was shorn, and in winter, her wool was worn, and Lady would come to say, “Thank you; you keep me warm.”
It had been that way for years now. How many, though, the sheep could not tell, for she was not a bright creature — nor did she ever claim to be — and had never learned to count. But she knew that when the sun got too warm, Farmer and Lady would corral her and the other sheep, and, one by one, strip them of their old wool.
She’d been frightened the first time, staring at those metal shears, but once she was let back into the field and felt the warm breeze against her skin, she knew Farmer and Lady had done her no harm.
She always felt a swell of pride, too, whenever Lady thanked her, having spun her wool into a peculiarly colored coat of her own.
And so, the sheep lived, her life marked by the seasons, punctuated by the birth of lambs and the loss of her wool. It was a peaceful life, and, knowing no other, she was content.
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