I am no hunter, but having a nose for rotting timber I spend my days foraging for wood to maintain the fire. Once I came across a tiny speckled bird….
| precious little fictions in 500 words (or less). |
| precious little fictions in 500 words (or less). |
I am no hunter, but having a nose for rotting timber I spend my days foraging for wood to maintain the fire. Once I came across a tiny speckled bird….