Haunted Wood Are you on the square?

famine jumped and opened his mouth wide. the dragonfly was caught between growing jaws with a satisfying crunch, though its bitter taste didn't bring the pleasure he had expected. the child spat out his catch with a disappointed, blegh! and turned to death with a look of slight confusion.

why wasn't his brother playing along? the other dragonfly made its escape but soon came back to circle them, giving death a second chance. famine wasn't interested this time, but hoped that his brother might be tempted.