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Your challenge (should you choose to accept it) is to crank out 100 words or 1 graphic inspired by the word:
Round

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round, frog, hill, bank, parking

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Covered pits with buried spikes, chunks of metal and stone held weighted in the branches of trees for a trigger to drop them, darts tainted with the venom of spring snakes and frogs and wild plants. Round metal jaws beneath fallen autumn leaves and hills of debris with trip wires to expel sharpened wood spears to any who passed. Other wires buried beneath the creek’s muddy banks that would result in the unfortunate falling into the icy water long enough for those they hunted to fall upon them with protective wrath. Thin ice disguised with anything they had been able to find that might prompt invaders to pass that way and fall through and a spray of water spread over the dull gray surface of what had once been a parking arena, slippery enough beneath falling snow that refused to allow its evaporation into the cold hair heavy with damp…that would freeze as the night grew colder, forming a hazard of its own at the widest point of easy access to the College grounds.
Cana and Mutani perched on walls, in the shadowy branches of wide trees, beneath brush and behind shield walls made of wood, stone and metal, in strategic positions around the south and west borders of the territory.
The north was protected by the Zone.
The east, while also under watch, was deemed too far into uncharted territory for any army to be likely to travel to stage an attack.
That enemy had not yet come. Lookout sentries stationed at intervals beyond the boundaries had not yet sounded an alarm.
Perhaps they would not come.
Perhaps the warnings, the threat, had been false.
The Flushing Pack would wait.