This week’s excerpt. Enjoy.
With his thirst slaked Gib rose to his feet to check out the area where the noises seemed to be coming from. As he drew nearer to the little pool the sound of playful laughter grew cleared and closer. Gib felt a strange pull toward the little area of calm water. He could see the reflections now, of the trees that surrounded the trail. With each step toward the still area of the stream he felt a peaceful lassitude settle like a warm cloak around him. He would just go to the edge and look into the water. He felt a certainty that if he did everything would all be alright again. There would a peaceful rest for him. Drawing closer and closer to the unmoving water he watched with a detached feeling as the waters turned so black they were mirror-like. Just a few steps now and he would see the answer.
It would be beautiful.
Gib was so focused on his wish to see the beautiful still pool he didn’t see the tawny form streaking straight at him from the tree line, muscles rippling as it closed the distance between them. It was low and fast and big.
If you’re seeing these I hope you enjoy these small appetizers. Your comments are welcome. Please feel free to share with any of your friends that love a good story. I’m excited to be bringing this out. It’s a big tale with huge characters. I hope you come to love them as much as I do.
May you and yours be well this day.
Lee (and Cella)