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20 Jun 2012
When they find him, Clint’s covered in blood, his quiver empty. He’s fighting tooth and nail now, punching pulling hitting any agent that gets close enough to him. His nails are cracking, his vision is fading with red.
Five snippets based around Richard Siken's poem - Little Beast - 7