Into the Forest

I peered into the woods and the woods peered back.

“Enter into my respite.” Said the woods. It spoke in tongues of wind and beckoned me with all the rhythms of the earth. “Walk beneath my shade, swim in my streams, eat of my harvest.”

“But mother told me no.” I replied, “She says beasts of night roam your shadows and sweet poisons wait beneath your trees.”

“All true,” growled the forest, “and you would do well to heed her advice. But if you stay in the shelter of the village, do not expect to share in my treasures”

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Thanks to Charli Mills for hosting weekly flash fiction. Check out her blog and join the fun with thousands of other writers. This week’s prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes  an act of “peering from the woods.”

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