Avatar Author: Heron Musician and songwriter, dabbling in fiction writing Read Bio

Light slipped through the ragged sky to reveal the beast sleeping on the forest floor. The birds reserved their morning’s chatter, flitting and hopping softly through the branches to determine what manner of threat this might possibly be. Golden eyes shone behind the slits of it’s half-open eyes, still alert in it’s slumber. It came quietly in the night and curled itself up among the roots at the base of the ancient cedar.

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Comments (2 so far!)

  1. Avatar JonB

    A little fairytale snippet, nicely described.

    (I’d take those pesky apostrophes out of it’s though…)

  2. Ahfl_icon THX 0477

    Definitely nails the fairytale feeling. I appreciated the clarification after the half-open eyes that it is asleep, just still alert (like a mythical beasty with PTSD). The last line feels like it should be at the start…or maybe, “It had come quietly…”