1 - Gauze
Limping and wading through reeds and cane, jumping and sputtering, a rabbit sped. One hand clutched over one red arm as he went, the sun as his guide. The rabbit did his very best to scurry from the pursuers tailing him. He ran. Bleeding all the while, blind to the world above the grass. He ran. Nothing made sense except for dashing off. The rabbit’s rapid breathing was as loud in his own head as the shrinking shouts, searching for his and his teammates’ hideaway. Jagged pebbles leapt and bound after his feet, blood winding down his arm. Gah, which way was it? Right? Ohoho no- that’s a clearing, with a shed smack in the middle. Left? It’s probably fine. He took a moment to breathe, and pivoted left. All the din seemed to quieten down. He had a shot at getting away. The rabbit ran, ran, ran, and dropped. A few moments to process, as the shouting got louder. “God- fuck- pff, “ he winced, finally processing his fall into a trench, pulling his face out of the mud. The world refused to...