The trail led into the forest. The sunlight filtered through the tree limbs and leaves, lending a surreal feel to everything. After six hours into the trees, I saw him. Dressed in red, with long hair, and a white beard. He looked at me, laughed, and then moved so fast, I couldn’t track him.
This is the 6th part of the serial story I’m working on for Lisa McCourt Hollar‘s weekly #55WordChallenge flash fiction challenge. Please, go read all the other entries in the challenge this week. I find it amazing what gifted writers can say in just 55 words.