@captainvellalives@lgbtqia.space
Post #4350325
2026-08-03 09:23 UTC
Before long the movements start to fall into a strange rhythm. Sounds bounce through the backyard in the quiet and the shadow seems to notice each and every one. A tiny noise is met instantly with a piercing gaze
In the dark the shadow's movements are swift and precise. Every sound is scrutinized from the scratch of a branch to a cough on the street. Stretches of silence fall. The shadow seems to slink back. It shakes the rain from itself and settles back into its vigil
The shadow is waiting
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@captainvellalives@lgbtqia.space 2026-08-03 09:35
Without warning the shadow unravels. Great wings burst forth and it flings itself into the wind. Without a sound the shadow twists and contorts itself through the air with silent ease. It fixes on a point. It dives Branches crash and groan. Movement explodes upon the ground for barely a moment. Then a few soft wing beats ring out and the shadow emerges. It shows itself for only a moment and disappears into the night. Silence falls The Owl flies on, never stopping until it is shadow once more