January 4, 2012

A Story

Today I stopped to watch a regiment of tentacled lake goblins march back into their aqueous lair...


They must have had a long and exhausting night of mischievous rollicking, for not a one turned from its tired path to face me as I observed their slithery slog into the depths...


I looked around and saw more bands of the creatures tramping away further up the beach, and shivered with delight to have been allowed to witness such a rare pilgrimage...


A few paused for one final peek at the horizon. I glanced down at my watch...7:18...somewhere behind those clouds, the sun was coming up.


I could almost hear them sigh as the last of their heads bobbed beneath the gentle surf and disappeared...

1 comment:

  1. THAT must have been weird to watch! I never heard of such things. You have a truly charmed life.

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