I find myself on and overpass that overlooks the whole city. The rain still racks it and the countryside beyond. In the distance I can faintly make out the shape of a gigantic snake, seemingly wrapping itself in tighter and tighter circles around the outer limits of a farm. It turns to look at me. Do I – (11) Stare back, defiant? (18) Stare back, with interest? (13) Look away, afraid? (21) Look away, defiant?
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