Thursday, 26 August 2010
He Would, But For The Trees
Leon and Clive were lost in the Forest of Verdun. Leon screwed up his eyes and looked at the map once again. “If only there was a clearing, or a landmark of some sort, or a road, then I might be able to get my bearings. But as it is, it’s just trees, trees, trees and more trees.”
“It’s all forest,” Clive forestalled him.