final girl

"There it is for you, then. That's what happens, that's what they say: There's not a wolf alive that can't tame a man."

They heard only each other, they knew only each other, they rode upon the back of thunder, and the thunder welcomed them, and they were the thunder and the mountain too.

Miles are surveyed near as fast as the speed of light, hardly provokin any warnins of resistance. Measure, though, such narrows and fields by the dead that covered them, and we're quick to apprehend the loomin infinities territory commands.

He couldn't imagine a greater torment than to find hisself where there was such an unholy absence of furry and feathered and even slimy creatures. Wasn't it in their presence that the sky was lifted and the world breathed? Just watch for a spell a colt tryin to outrace a field or a red hawk soarin on a west wind, you'll see what happens to the sky. You'll know how the world sighs.

It's not a bad idea to remember feelins are an experience of deep ancestral time. The primal feelins exceed what even a century of life can explicate. The ancient ones have roots millions of years old.