I were wandering in a golden sunlit field, woods of Wendover surrounding on all sides. I wasnt lost for i always wander in the woods and fields of the Bucks Shire, and anyway i seldom get lost even if i havent been in that particular part of the forest. You see i have a keen sence of direction especially in the hills fields and tree-clad places.
Some folk say that all the forest and trees look the same, but no they are not. If you take care in looking you will see the differences in colour, shapes, sizes, textures, patterns, smells and many more clues. You will see that each tree and plant and all things that grow has a life and spirit of their own. Even the same species of tree grows its shoots and branches in different directions and widths and lengths, so in that way, can you not say they are like us in that we as people are not the same as each other.
Anyway where was i....... ah yes, from the field i ventured into the eaves of the forest and now im feeling right at home, but there is something wrong, i feel a sudden sadness from the air and the wind is blowing more keenly on my face. The TREES! Someone has hewn these hardy trees, and for what, these trees were still lying here and had been for many days i thought after looking closly at them and surrounding ground. These trees were my friends and had voices of their own if you took the time to listen. They had been murdered for no reason.
The forest seemed queer all 3 hours after the noon as though there was more wrong happenings still at work.
I followed the trail of fell wood deeper into the now darkening woods. I picked up a trail of foot prints, they could have been harmless rambles but they seldom make their own path and the already laid track was in the opposite direction. No these prints were laid by a large boot with a feeling of ill buisiness.
As i was getting closer i began to use my hearing more than my sight, for there was no mistaken of a sound that doesnt belong in the woods coming from straight ahead through the bushes. It sounded big and heavy, the ground was shaking. I peered through a gap in the bush and saw.....
To be continued!
