Felltree Marsh red duck

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some force, some god, had thrown down the trees here and scorched the land with water. it had happened long ago, but this earth still held the imprint to his skilled eye, and those trees which had been felled still lay, covered in moss and snow like long emblems of gravestone nights.

someone watched. he felt the pressure of eyes but did not turn. one of his? one who pretended to be his? sun eater feathered his breath over the edge of a collapsed log and sauntered toward a copse of tangled evergreen, sliding into their shadows on invitation — or waiting.