Save me from the lion's mouth: for thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns.
Josh huddled close to the tree trunk. It had been hours since he had gotten separated from the rest of his troupe. Darkness had come, and then the wind kicked up and a storm approached. In the distance Josh could hear animals fighting. He prayed that they wouldn't pick up his scent and come looking for him. As he hugged his pack closer to his chest, he felt a familiar friend, the Bible his father had given to him. He carried it with him wherever he went. Right now it didn't matter that it was too dark to read it. Josh knew it was there, and that made him feel a bit more secure.
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