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Into the Woods

The embers of the fire glow as if alive. The fire is almost dead. Smoke rises in a few places. I sit on a log nearby watching. It’s late in the evening and I’m here alone watching a fire die out.
The rest of the troop is elsewhere.
Earlier in the night we scattered through the trees hiding as other seeked. I walked slowly through the woods trying to avoid the random branch. I can smell the scents of camping. The smell of trees and the smell of nearby camp fires.
I begin to hide by myself when he appeared…

 

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