Elegy
Okay, easy does it. Just nock your arrow—easy, easy, it’s going to click—now put it in the rest ...
I looked at the allosaur as it fed, there in the slim shadow of the Mirage’s entry arch, in the shimmering heat of Lost Vegas, and drew back the string—finding my anchor (which was just under my right ear), aligning the peephole with my sights.
Easy, easy ...
I stabilized the grip between my thumb and forefinger, sighting the area between the arms, the claws of which were covered in gore.
Great Spirit, thank you for sharing with me your glorious nature and abundant wildlife—
There was a thwish as a I released the arrow.
Grant me always wisdom and respect in its pursuit—
Which struck the taupe-colored animal with a dull thump, causing it to rear up like a stallion, baying and sq
