A Place in the Forest

A Place in the Forest, Part II

“Oh no, I can’t eat that.” Ivan paused with his hand still outstretched offering the smoked trout on its open napkin. “Uh, there’s hardly any bones in it, if that’s what you’re worried about,” he said uncertainly. “I’m pretty good at deboning them. But you do have to be careful anyway,” he added hurriedly. “Some… Continue reading A Place in the Forest, Part II

A heavy crashing of branches sent two stealthy ravens up from their cover of leaves, croaking disgruntledly. Mava’s knife was already in her hand when the man landed in an undignified tumble of twigs on the thick moss at her feet. “Lecher,” she snarled, crouching back. “Spying on me, were you?” The man scrambled gracelessly… Continue reading A Place in the Forest