A young boy is sitting alone on wooden fence near an old cemetery. The weather is warm and the moon is shining, but there’s a strange feeling in the air. Something is going to happen. Not far away, a bird is perched in tall grass, and its profile is visible against the bright moon.
What’s going on? Where are we? How does the boy factor into things? Give us 100 words in the comments, or on your blog (and link over so it will create a trackback and we can all enjoy your story!).
photo credit: Flowery *L*u*z*a*