It wasn't a moment to celebrate, not for they anyway, personally yes but they took it as a point to bite. And they sure did.
Might seem like they're paying attention, take a closer look into their eyes. Seem to wander in another direction in the room.
Ironically, feeling the pinch is someone else getting a grip onto your comfort. Tugging on that blanket to find wrapped in.
Even fallen bells are without their silence. Still to hear their chime as they lay dormant. It's how we become accustomed to something, will continue to hear the sound after it is gone.
Unintentionally to put a boot in, it is for them the usual way to walk with one foot forward. To be fair, might prefer it the boot rather than something other up the arse.
In the forest; this whole appreciation like a cat got the cream has turned sour. The cream has curdled just to be precise. Perhaps it was overboard with the whole pleasantries. Something they were grateful for but unnecessary nor wanted.
Isaiah Ch.50:V.2 " - Wherefore, when I came, was there no man? when I called, was there none to answer? Is my hand shortened at all, that it cannot redeem? or have I no power to deliver? behold, at my rebuke I dry up the sea, I make the rivers a wilderness: their fish stinketh, because there is no water, and dieth for thirst."

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