Night time
fresh foliage
dew and mist
something stirs between the mountains
Tree tops move
something creeps
dragging a big body
grinding bark kicking up leaf litter
Branches swish
rustling then it bursts
out upon the highway
The oncoming car veers crashes gone
It head the size of a car
It's body a small bus
It wanders on toward the next village
There it will destroy everything
Because it is the strack
The lost mammal coming back to life
The peril of the gargantuan hairy clawed beast
Moving through mountains perpetrating violent doom
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