The Path Least Travelled – Excerpt No. 6

While pretending to focus on her supper, Julia closed her eyes and opened her mouth to improve hearing. The crackling fire was by far the most prevalent sound. There was also a squirrel foraging for—there! The source was large, bipedal, and surprisingly quiet. Someone must have followed me.

“Hello?” a man said.

Picture of a squirrel at night over bramble and with the mood in the background. Source
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Dark Hearts is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth. The image is sourced from Pixabay.


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