Dingos Surrounded the Baby, but Something Older Watched From the Ridge

Rescuing Her Daughter

Clara kept her voice low and steady, not soothing but serious. “I’m here, Elsie.” The dingos watched her approach but didn’t react. Their ears twitched. One glanced back, as if checking something beyond her. Clara’s feet found the firmer soil near her daughter, and she crouched without shifting her gaze.

She reached for Elsie, who looked up with wide, unblinking eyes. No scratch. No tear tracks. Clara lifted her gently, held her close, and backed away with slow precision. The dingos didn’t move. Only once she turned to leave did the ring break, the animals melting back into the brush in silence.

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