Self Preservation

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/cowardice/ For him, the choice was simple, fight now, die, or live,  fight another day and win. The others didn't see it so and condemned him for it. But he knew his conker was cracked and another blow would split it. They called it cowardice, but it was self preservation.

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https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2016/07/08/friday-fiction-with-ronovan-writes-prompt-challenge-33-favorite-food/ They both loved to forage. 'It's in our genes', he used to say and, since childhood, they hunted the shoreline for samphire and seaweed, limpets, whelks and periwinkles, things that others ate on a Sunday outing, were daily sustenance for them. Inland, they foraged in the forest; wild sorrel and garlic, pungent herbs with…Read more It’s your favourite…