While sitting around, trying to pass the time during this period of social distancing, or personal ignoring, or whatever we are calling it, I began to think about my summers spent being consumed by mosquitos, chased by moose, and generally enjoying being alone in the woods. And thus, comes this little story about a young boy who has lead a sheltered life.
Due to the rules of SOL, I have tagged it as mt et al, despite all the players being seventeen years of age or older. The story itself covers a week in time and I will post it as time and edits permit. It is complete, as far as it goes, but that does not mean there might not be more. It will depend on how long we have to stay locked up in our own minds.