A dark bulk approaches through the dawn woods: upright, bipedal, enormous feet crunching through crusted snow. My brother, back from owling.
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
A dark bulk approaches through the dawn woods: upright, bipedal, enormous feet crunching through crusted snow. My brother, back from owling.
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Darn- for a second I thought you saw a bigfoot.
No such luck!