Saved from the edge of nothing, he looked more corpse than creature. People had been walking past him for years, eyes sliding away, hearts staying shut. No one wanted to see what he had become. No one wanted to know what was still trapped inside that hardened, filthy mass of fur and silenc… Continues… They found him on the roadside, a ghost of a dog encased in his own suffering. Under the filth was a body so small it seemed impossible he had carried that weight for so long. His fur wasn’t just dirty; it was a prison that had...
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