He was going round and round the tree placing careful soundless steps on polypores that spiralled from the very bottom of the tree till the top. It had been raining heavily last night therefore his fingers clutched the bark of the tree until it was hard to straighten them. When he reached his Hollow he exhaled heavily, shook and stretched his body and wigled his stif fingers. It was tea time.
Sunday, 2 January 2022
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