Lupatheawesomewolfie

A Cool Harvest Night (1) The full moon shown brightly  on a cool Harvest night. Red and yellow leaves shown silver in the glow.   A girl sat quietly on the sill of her second floor window.  She took a deep breath, reveling in the warm smell of ripe crops and fallen oak leaves.  Slowly, as if she was trying not to be seen, she shifted into a crouching position, her legs no longer dangling in the air, but  now tense underneath her.  Then, she was gone, out the window, as if she was just an image carried on the breeze. Of course, she wasn't truly gone, and anyone observing closely enough would see the movement of branches in the old syca

 An old woman sat on her rocking chair, creaking back and forth.  A small smile played at the corners of her mouth as she seemed to be waiting for someone, or something.  But, alas, she didn't have to wait much longer, for a light knock came to her front door.  In a light voice, she called out, "come in, come in!" The door opened quietly, and a small girl ran in, arms outstretched, saying, "Granny!" The old woman hugged the little girl and set her on her lap.  "Tell me a story, Granny!" the girl said, her curly light brown hair bouncing up and down. "Granny" smiled, remembering when she was still young. "What story would you like to hear, Ann