LITTLE BO ( NaNoWriMo Day 2 HWR)

LITTLE BO

"Yoo-hoo! Here boy! Bo! Where did you disappear to now, you lil furry brat!"

"Do you think he's fine, Ethan? I'm not having a good feeling about this. Usually he comes bounding up to us as soon as we call him."

"Can you not panic, Jezel? I'm sure he's alright. Must have chased a wild hare deep into the forest and may be out of hearing. C'mon, let's keep calling out to him."

As Jezel and Ethan wade through thickets and meander through the trees, they keep whistling and calling his name but there's no sign or response from Bo.

It's close to sundown and the light is fast fading but they can't just leave without Bo.

"We should hurry back now, Ethan. We can return in the morning for Bo."

"Are you out of your mind? Leave without Bo? BO! "

"Did you call for me? Here I am! Tell me…"

Jezel and Ethan are taken aback as they hear an unfamiliar voice ring out at close quarters but they can see no one.

Jezel is quite frightened as she says " Who are you? Where are you? Don't scare us like this."

"Here I am", hisses a tree next to them. " My name is Bo. And whoever comes into these woods and calls my name is forever mine and can never leave!"

"We weren't calling out for you. We just want our pet dog." Ethan is not amused and is on the brink of panic.

"He's not your dog. We, the druids send him to children, to stay with them and lure them here. Now you can't leave!" Bo outstretches his wraith like branches and captures the children in a stranglehold. The hollow in his trunk widens and he crams the children inside. The hollow seals shut and the children are never seen again!

Pic Courtesy:Pixabay

©️ Sangeetha Kamath

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