Into the Woods

Annabelle spun around slowly, trying to determine which way to go. She’d never been particularly good at orientating herself; but who could expect her to know where the North was underneath a canopy of foliage? The trees hid the forest, which in turn hid the path to her destination.
And now she wondered. Had she gone around in circles or had she, by some miracle, managed to progress towards the end of the journey? She didn’t know. As far as she could tell, she was lost. In any other circumstances she might have been frightened, but now she wasn’t.

The trees surrounding her didn’t look menacing – although that might change with the night coming. In fact, they seemed welcoming almost, their branches like some arms one might seek an embrace into.
The forest was alive with sounds of birds and small animals, squirrels, rabbits and hares, foxes. If one strained their ear they would notice the poised step of a deer, King of the forest. They were the reason she was here. The creatures were hard to see but this was a good time to observe them.

She took the path to her right; it seemed as good as any.
The call startled her. Could there be an enemy so close? Wouldn’t she have noticed them? Heard them? Maybe not. The forest moss might have absorbed the sound. She looked back. Oh…
“I need you to put the table up now.”
“But Mom, I’m in the middle of my book.”
“Lost in it more like. I’ve been calling for 10 minutes.”
Her mother picked the book from her hands and kissed her brow.
“You can get back to it after dinner.”

Sighing and pouting, Annabelle left her bed and went down to the kitchen. When could she spend an entire evening reading without having to worry about such trivial things as eating and making conversation. Stories were just so much more fascinating, so easy to get lost into.


In response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie’s Tale Weaver prompt Lost

6 Comments Add yours

  1. Michael says:

    Oh I did love how you shaped this tale and had me engrossed only to send me in another direction. Of course “Lost in a book” what a lovely place to be…great contribution to Tale weaver…

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    1. Thank you 🙏🏻🙏🏻. A place I frequently got lost in as a kid and adult too 😜

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  2. Lorraine says:

    I agree with Michael — a wonderful way to be lost. I can remember when, as a child, being so absorbed in a book that it became reality. Wit a good book, that can still happen today.
    Thanks for participating — you always weave a fascinating tale.

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    1. In fairness it’s not so much a tale as an experience lived… the forest is your fault though: using LOTR as a reference made me think of the Old Forest and Fangorn LOL.
      Thank you very much both for the compliment and the prompt 🙂


  3. AprilEsutton says:

    It is wonderful to be lost in a book.

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