Wolf

Cycling through the trees of the forest looking for Russian nuclear missiles I startled a couple of wolves. At least I think they were wolves. If not, they were wolf-shaped deer or wolf-shaped boars. They scattered before I could get a proper look. Gone.
I cycled on, more slowly, uncertain what I should do next. I didn’t know wolves roamed the forests north of Berlin and I wasn’t sure of their eating habits either. Enlightenment might be hard to digest. The bicycle especially.
I stopped, figured I wouldn’t find them again unless they wanted me to, and if they did, then I probably didn’t want to find them again. Be careful what you look for or you may just find wolves.

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