Today's writing prompt is:
snarl
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snarl
The horde gained as we neared the cliff’s edge.
“We have to jump!” shouted Jack. “Trust the plants.” He pulled me close and kissed me.
Vines sprang up as we fell, swinging us safely to the ground. Those who followed were impaled on a snarl of thorns.