I never liked birds. People who did had never seen them for what they always were… the dinosaurs' escape from extinction. Creatures, which at one time could be contained in wire cages, could now chew through a metal roof. For sure, they would make easy work of this wooden teepee held together by some twine and a leather belt. The night had been cold and the canopy of the forest was enough of a shelter. But, the sun was rising. With it would come the light and the heat, and then talons.
I had maybe three hours to get across the plain and into the shade of the mountain. Quickly tearing apart the boards of the tent, I grabbed the leather belt and laced it into the loopholes of my pants, at least the few still remaining. It was a hard thing to part with as it came in very useful. It was also one of the few things I had from my past; better times when I all I wanted was to get away from everything. Even my father… well, especially my father, who had become just the town idi