Saturday, July 5, 2025

Morning Chores

 

He knew he was being observed, so he stayed very still, watching the hose fill the horses’ water tank. Beyond the fence, the forest stretched for miles without any interference from civilization.

Slowly he let his gaze wander up and into the trees, and there they were.

He couldn’t see anything but their eyes, and he was careful not to make eye contact with any of them. There were at least twenty; some on the ground and more in the branches.

He heard the jangle of his guard dog’s tags coming, and as one, all the eyes blinked and disappeared.

 

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