And so my life is much chalked up to chance. Life is a roll of the dice and every step is life or death. Sometimes all we can be is what we are anyways.

It starts when the chill warms off on the crest of the sun. Then we scramble for shade and fight over puddles and protection. Some are strong, others are cunning, and we are all set against one true enemy... the sun.

All I could ever know is to run from shadow to shadow, from rock to rock, hoping nothing else hungry comes along. It is my life, or my curse.

Just like you.