Exactly 100: Mud
A quick story in just 100 words.
Were it not for the tracks we found in the mud, we might have been lost for days.
“It was lucky we saw them,” he said as we made our way out of the woods.
“Yeah, it was.” I answered, even though I knew the whole time which direction we were headed.
“Put your footprint next to it,” he said, motioning towards the brown, wet divots in the trail. “When they dry, it’ll be like we are part of the forest too.”
“Hmmm, right,” was all I could muster.
I knew that even our footprints wouldn’t save us from sinking.
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