Survival of the Fittest
Black clouds gathered overhead.
Thunder rumbled.
Lightning flashed in the distance.
Noah checked the shipping manifest:
Crickets, seven pairs. Check.
Ants, one pair. Check.
Sheep, seven pairs. Check.
Tyrannosaurus, one pair. Check.
Food for the carnivores…
Noah looked at the sheep.
He looked at the dinosaurs.
Tyrannosaurus, one pair. Uncheck.
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50-word micro-fiction, a Dribble.
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