The Spiky Wood



The walk each day was long, going between home and school, yet worth every step she could spend with her friends. There was plenty of laughter and gossip to make the time pass and distance roll away beneath her feet. The exciting part though was when they walked from the paved street to the “short cut”. This was nothing more than a dirt track which lead into a patch of woods located behind the last row of houses.It slowly curved to the right, and soon it was as if you were in some long lost land where parents and siblings never existed.

There were clicks and clacks, whistles and calls from just out of sight which would rise to a deafening cascade of sound, only to suddenly end, leaving a silence which rang in the ears, as if something had arrived and the world was holding its breath until it passed. Then the sounds would explode with heart stopping abruptness.

In those times everyone would huddle closer, seeking assurance without knowing why, only to break out in squeals and laughter. Each joking and teasing about who was really scared and who wasn’t.

Then it was past the sunken lake with its green waters surrounded by rocky walls and the drawing of a dragon scrapped into the dirt. From there the trees thinning until they found themselves walking along the edge of Bee Glade, with all the white towers blazing in the sun. The constant buzz of the bees and the vibration in the air that set your teeth on edge. 

Then, before she knew it, they were back among the houses and the school was just in sight and it seemed as if she were waking from a dream.

21 thoughts on “The Spiky Wood

    1. I found it through Google so it’s not mine. I just searched for “magic forrest” or “magic wood” I don’t remember which.

      1. So true. Have FUN writing. I do and I love it. I am an amateur like yourself who enjoys tapping the keys on the keyboard and see what comes out to publish.

      2. These bits and pieces are part of the novel I am planning for NaNoWriMo. I want to have as much groundwork done as possible so I can make it to the 50,000 word goal.

  1. Kira. Think about this. I would love to write a post on you. There are many talented and some professional writers following me and I think that they will be very interested in you and your project. If you agree, my email is on my gravatar. Just give me basic details, your age, and plans and I will do a piece on you with your http etc. I really want to help you and get friends to give you encouragement. Think about it 🙂

    1. That is a wonderful and generous offer, I simply don’t know what to say.
      I will admit to being a little nervous however, given my background. I don’t know if you’ve read my “About” page, or very much of my blog, if not, I might suggest you do. I don’t want there to be any misunderstanding about who I am.
      Not to worry, I’m not wanted by any three letter government agencies, but things are a little complicated.
      If, after you learn a little more about me, you still feel comfortable extending your offer, then I would be more than happy to work with you.

      1. I am only interested in your writing, Kira. Email me with what you want me to say. Got to go now. It’s 04;45 in Spain. Ralph 🙂

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