Baby

She must have fallen out of the nest. She must have hurt herself in the fall or been attacked on the ground. It must have been a while ago. The baby pterodactyl is emaciated and barely hanging onto reality. She looks so small in the hospital bed. I want to take her up and hold her to keep her warm. But she still has a bite, so you have to be careful when you touch her. She only wants to lie on the right side, facing away from the door. Because she does not care what is coming. Not anymore…

Pair this one with When You’re Gone by The Cranberries and say your goodbyes