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Wurrlesk's Journal 1 Entry Number 1Wurrlesk's Journal 1 by ~Wurrlesk
I sit here upon my perch, hunting the Yautja or as the Humans call them "Predators". The name predator does not suit them in this case. My sword is held firmly in my good hand. All six fingers clutch the handle in anticipation for I can sense my prey. I do not have eyes and I can feel the invisibility field surrounding him, but I can see him clearly. My prey begins to move; he is hunting for me. I stay hidden in the shadows, and my image is shrouded by the night sky. I am invisible to his infrared scanners. I jump to him in a single bound. My black duster flapped in the wind and settled as I landed directly in front of him. My
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