Wood Watchers


Wood Watchers (99 Words)

Sometimes you are bathing in the forest. At other times, I am not at all certain that the forest is not bathing itself in you.

“Don’t look,” I said to Jack. “Keep playing. I think it likes you.”

Jack didn’t dare respond. He played his whistle with deft fingers, his eyelids twitching over his closed eyes. When he risked a glance, his sound went sideways on an uneven breath.

“Don’t stop!”

He set his whistle to his lips. The glance he shot me was humorous and exasperated. What else could he do, with a dragon curled on his feet?


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