A deceptive calm fills the air. The river gurgles. A light breeze whispers like a witch’s spell, enticing the angler to take a nap at the water’s edge. But even as he dozes off, he senses that something isn’t quite right. A sixth sense has his subconscious on guard. He glances uneasily over his shoulder one last time and lapses into slumber.
As he rests, a sinister fog creeps through the forest, strangling the air from the midday breeze. Birds and insects that happily sang only moments before fall strangely silent. The change goes unnoticed by the slumbering angler. The river’s rush veils his ears from a danger, hidden below the water line, that now stalks him.
This and 13 other articles can be found in the 2010 Issue of Hatches Magazine(will be published September 1st)