... There he was, moving toward us, her figure hidden by the trees a second, fleetingly visible through the thick, swirling mist, then hides again. The fog, low light and gave a huge aspect afraid the ghost, I thought. Could not be as huge as it looked.
was a rabbit. A huge rabbit. His long hair was a bright white, hairy and soft. When he was a little closer I saw his long and distinguished thought flabby ears and even a touch of pink on the inside. Its front legs were short ... short compared with body size but huge anyway, and was apparently attached to the chest. Do not go skipping, as would a real rabbit by relying on its powerful hind legs, but walking. I saw him clearly, he walked resolutely along the path. Can not go wrong. He walked erect in the most grotesque.
I stared, fascinated and horrified at the same time, while their size was increasing and gradually materialized as if it had arisen, so it seemed, of the fog. Impossible to deny. I was watching the Easter Bunny, and all he had said the old man was right.
was real and unreal at the same time, someone who was moving in this world, the real, and without But not of this world. A monster.
had to kill him.
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