Chap # 66

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I look down at the path to see candles burning. Leading a path...
I quickly hop down from the open window. I follow the burning light,into the sleeping town.

   I head towards the woods... typically  Hunter....
I snake around some pine trees, to an oak tree. I grab it's closets branch, and start climbing or swinging to my destination.  I land on a soft patch a lime grass, making it not hurt my bare feet.  The candles stop as I stop....

I twirl around in a hunting pose, as if a snarling bear, or hungry wild cat was behind me...

" Ash...." Says a hushed voice, almost like it was right in my ear...
I turn... My heart  skips a beat, making me render for a breath....
Which seems impossible....

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