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Forest Grin
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Ongoing, First published Feb 12, 2021
Mature
"Beware of the Grin," they said "Strange things happen in that Forest."

Words I hear in Old Town Steel. They say this because some magic flying, or red eyed, or a smiling creature glittered with rainbow sparks or blood is roaming their Forest. Though most Town's Folks believe that horrid Nonsense, I, not even in the slightest bit, don't. 

Yes, I agree, Men disappear from that Forest often. Men die from it. Otherwise, Suicide. But such incident can also be explained by a different reason rather than a Magic Smiling Beast.

Different description from different testimonies add stupid fantastical lore to this imaginary beast. Can it Fly? Crawl on Branches? Disappear? Teleport? What's next? You'll gonna tell me it'll shoot lazer beams from its eyes??

Ughh, supersticious people. Why did Lord Sun bless me with such uneducated fools.

Since a Horde of Boys Scouts arrived Camp just this morning, I might have a Chance to persuade some of them to help me debunk this myth. 

Maybe some respect will root out of it? Honor? Awareness? And hopefully, Justice.
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