Monday, August 25, 2025

Wink

 

The forest was quiet.

Too quiet.

Her footsteps were silent on the pine straw carpet, and she startled when a twig snapped sharply behind her.

Turning quickly, she came face to face with a squirrel, lounging on a low branch. It stared into her eyes for a long moment, then slowly winked and vanished up the tree.

Facing back the way she was headed, a hummingbird zipped into her path and hovered at eye level for a long moment, before winking at her and disappearing with an insect-like buzzing.

Were they warning her, or threatening her?

She soon found out.

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