a little thread through pine scent and leaf mould between bird call insect chitter it smelled so nice I followed without a thought hungering curving through oak and maple hills and hollows and almost so many times but slowly it got thicker more sure effortless and then this small tree with little stretched globes clustering on heavy branches nearly thick as cells in the hive and soon I found the one that was calling and on the underside I saw a small opening it was so hard but I squeezed squeezed I felt something snap pop but I was home
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