kraii.

The world is much simpler from above.
‘It’s all just a matter of perspective.’

Hedge watches from Its perch on high.
The humans are such funny things.
Stupid.
But funny.
They make for good sport, at least.

If It could, Hedge would lick Its lips in anticipation of Its next feast.
It has no lips.
Shame.

Ever a slave to Its insatiable hunger (but never seeing it that way), It paces the gables and scouts Its prey.
So many targets to choose from, so little time.
Hunt and feed, creep and leer- this is Hedge’s bread and butter.
And It wouldn’t have it any other way.

It is just a matter of perspective, after all.