"Yeah, yeah, it's a great view, Lou. Can we get going now?" A girl asked, tapping her foot impatiently on the compacted-dirt path. The boy glanced back at her, his face half hidden behind his camera. "Why are you so impatient?" Lou asked, turning around again to snap another photograph of the beautiful forest stretched out in front of them. "Because we've been on this lookout for twenty minutes and I'm bored!" The girl complained, walking to the edge of the cliff and leaning out perilously far. "Marley, get back before you fall," Lou said simply, taking another picture. "Just give me a minute," Marley scowled at her friend, sitting on a boulder with a surprising thump. Lou suddenly frowned as he looked through his camera peephole. "What is that..?" He said, looking up from the hole. "What is what?" Marley asked, glancing to where he was staring. Lou's gaze didn't leave the lines of foliage way below them. "I thought... I thought I saw..." he shook his head, a frown still stuck on his lips. "Never mind. Let's just go," And with that, he turned back to the hiking trail, hanging his camera around his neck. Marley looked confused, but she didn't complain, standing to follow her friend.
Far below the rocky cliff where the pair had been standing seconds ago, a hand raised to part the tops of the fifty feet tall trees.
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Fifty Feet Tall
FantasyA boy stood on the clifftop. I could see him clearly from my spot, crouched just under the tops of soaring pines and oaks. He looked young, no more then twenty or twenty-one. He stood near the edge of the cliff, snapping pictures from the camera in...
