John’s Secret…work in progress

Years of erosion had left the foundation exposed on the old cabin near the river. John was out there on this cool day, out looking for his dog again. He did this monthly ever since Chopper went missing over a year ago. No one ever goes out there except John. The ground is wet, you sink in it, things just aren’t what they seem in that part of the wood near the river….

John was tired. He was stumped about the whereabouts of Chopper. It just wasn’t normal. A wind picked up and found itself a path through the wood straight to John. He shivered and lifted himself up the 4 feet to the door of the cabin. It was much dryer inside than he thought it would be…after all these years.

Apparantly, he had fallen asleep because he awakened to the laughter of children. It took him some time to figure out where he was. His body was stiff. There was nothing but walls and floor in that cabin and so he had fallen asleep leaning against the back wall, facing the doorway, on the floor.

Through the doorway he saw many sunrays and the sparkles of dust that happens in them that always reminded John of magic. He heard laughter and occasionally saw a flutter of something way past the door, out there in the sun. It reminded John of a giant bird.

“It must be children.” John thought out loud.
He stood up.

John crossed over the uneven floor of the cabin to the doorway and sat down with his legs dangling over the side. He could definitely see 3 children playing around some large trees about a yard in front of him. They were running and laughing. He could hear them shouting to each other but he couldn’t make out what they were saying. The sun was reaching to him now, just touching his legs. The children had noticed him, they had gotten much quieter and they were sort of stalking him, running from tree to tree getting ever closer.

*edit … unfinished, i know, it will probably remain so…it was just an exercise and i am not too terribly inspired to finish it. (7/07)

~ by flamesbain on May 20, 2007.