PJS : Magic Moments

A layer of white Mist drifted across the forest floor, obscuring my feet as I walked along that forested trail. Ancient trees towered above me, and their giant leaves stretched downwards, acting as the blades of a fan that tossed the mist into perpetual motion. I craned my neck to search for the sun, but in that forest, time held no meaning. The mist cleared for just a moment, but it was long enough for me to see the small pawprints that marred the mud in front of me. Ahead was a rustle, and then I caught