by Daniel Mapp
He was a strange hound. He had four eyes, without glass lenses. He sat upon the foothill silently. Suddenly his right head's scarlet eye open. With a yelp the beast leaped to his feet. For a man was approaching. He slightly squinted to gain full sight over the intruder. He wore a season lion hide, and had a quiver full of black arrows. In his massive hand was a bronze club. The dog rears his dual heads suddenly howling. For his master's crops where being raided. Far away his master's booming feet could be heard running.Little did he or his keeper knew, both their breaths would cease. This would take place before Helios lowered far westward. -Daniel Mapp
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