Incident On Panther Mountain part 4

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As I backed away from the tree and stared at the mouth shaped wound on the trunk I realized that what looks like drool was actually just resin seeping out of a wound that had never fully closed. The damage to bark was probably caused by another tree being blown over in storm. As the bark healed over it formed the lips of the mouth. That had to be it. No other explanations were logical. As I continued to ponder on the strange looking tree and it’s drooling mouth. My concentration was broken by another round of giggles that seemed to echo from all over and then there was a shushing sound that came from above my head. I spun around and looked up through the branches. But saw nothing. “Maybe I’ve accidentally inhaled hallucinogenic mushroom spores.” I mumbled to myself while searching for the source of noise. I glanced back to the truck and noticed that the fog was pooling in the road so thick that I could no longer see the truck.

Image Titled “Fog In The Forest 101919d”

The top of the hill was still fairly clear and I decided that if I used the fob I could just follow the beeping horn to find it again. I cautiously moved around the hillside looking for a sign of the invisible giggler. I noticed something laying in leaves. The light color of oiled wood standing out amid the rusty brown leaves. The smooth texture told me that the wood had been worked. I walked over and used my stick to rake back the leaves to find a doll. The head was made of a polished wood bead and had a simple face of faded paint. The body was fashioned from burlap sewn up with hemp twine and stuffed with scraps of rags. The doll’s dress was also made from scraps of cloth and sewn in a quilting pattern. The doll was made with simple materials but someone had put a lot of love and effort into it creation. I reached down to pick it up for a better look when a small voice screamed a blood curdling NO! The small voice struck me like a stone and I dropped the doll imeadiatly as frightened birds burst out of their branches. A small girl came rushing out of a hollow tree where she had been curled up in a little ball.

Image Titled “The Hiding Spot”.

She had to be no older than 5 years and small for her age. Her quilted dress matched the doll’s dress. She embraced the doll tightly and I heard her whisper “I almost lost you.” I was stunned by her sudden appearance. After a few moments of watching her hug the doll and whisper into its ear I asked for her name. She just tightened her grip on the doll and refused to speak. Knowing that there wasn’t any houses close by I asked her “Where’s your mommy?” “Don’t talk to strangers.” She said in low voice. I wondered what I could do. I wasn’t really keen on the idea of leaving her there by herself but she seemed to be stressed that I was there. Finally I asked “Are you lost?” I saw a tear drop roll down her cheek as she slowly shook her head yes and mumbled that she was playing hide and seek and they left without finding her. I knelt down to her level and said. ” I have an idea. Maybe it’s just their turn to hide and we need to go find them. I have a friend in the police department who can help us.” I stood up and took a few steps back towards my truck. The small footsteps in the leaves behind me let me know that she was following me. To my relief we made it back to the truck without any issues. I opened the door and sat her in the passenger side with the doll strapped in between us. As soon as I got enough bars I called the police department and told them that was bringing her to them. As we drove she didn’t speak. She only looked out of window and pointed to different things that we passed while whispering to the doll. Everything was as normal as stumbling upon a lost child in the forest could be if it were normal. Until we got to the police station. I walked in with the little girl in tow and sat her on a chair in the lobby while I looked for the officer that I’d spoken to on the phone. When we came back to the lobby the little girl was gone and only the doll was there sitting upright in the chair. Except, the quilted dress that matched the little girl’s dress was dirty and looked old. The paint on the wooden head was faded. My friend who was the officer gave me a confused look and we imeadiatly ran outside thinking that the little girl had wondered off again. We searched the rest of the day but found nothing and nobody else had seen her. We went back inside and decided that the best thing to do would be to look through the missing child reports and try to at least figure out her name. The doll was unique and should be something that would be in a report. The internet had nothing that fit the description of the child or the doll. So we began to search through a file cabinet. The officer pulled out an arm load of folders and one slipped out of his grip and scattered on the floor. As we gathered the lose papers he spotted something. The edge of a paper sticking out from under the file cabinet. He managed to slide it out to find a newspaper clipping. His face went as white as a sheet and he held it out for me to see a story about a missing child. The little girl in the black and white photo was holding the doll which was still sitting in the chair out in the lobby and the headline was from 1929. We agreed to pretend that it never happened and I decided to head back home. But as I passed by the opening of the road up through Panther Mountain I saw movement in the trees. I stopped the truck in the middle of the highway and watched as a young woman approached a tree and the little girl in the quilted dress ran into her waiting arms. Then they were covered by a thick fog and disappeared into the mists.

The Ghost Girl is a traditional Appalachian folk tale that has taken on several versions. Most of the time the girl is a teenager who hitches a ride and barrows coat. When the driver tries to retrieve the coat he learns that the girl had passed away long ago. The origin of the tale is not known to me but Incident On Panther Mountain has been my take on it. I have taken quite a bit of creative liberty with the plot to make it fit with the images that I had on file and if course, it needed to fit Halloween and have have a happy ending.

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Incident On Panther Mountain. Part 2

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The mist continued to thicken as I stood on the edge of the road looking down into the foggy valley below. A few of the trees are already bare but there’s more than enough foliage to hide anything smaller than a house. I could hear a steady thumping that seemed to come from everywhere. The thick fog made me a little claustrophobic until I realized that if it was thick enough to hide whatever was out there then it was hiding me too. I briefly considered dropping over the edge and allowing the edge of the road to be my cover but all it would take is one mistake and I would slip into the valley and fall for hundreds of feet. I fumbled with a fob on my key ring. If I clicked on the unlock button the door would unlock but the lights would also come on and let half of the mountain know my exact position. But if I waited until the last second I could open the door and be safely locked in before anything could zero in on me. I looked back down the road behind me and saw that nothing was there yet but the thumping was getting louder. Why can’t tell which direction it’s coming from? I thought as eased back to the truck. After a few steps I realized that it was my own heartbeat that I heard. Pounding in my ears like a drum. Just a few yards before reaching the door but before unlocking the truck I had a terrifying thought. I was on Panther Mountain. Not butterfly mountain. Not puppy mountain but Panther Mountain. The old timers would tell about the large “Devil Cats”. Jet black and able to move as silent as the fog across the leaves. What else was it that they said? I searched my memory for the tales and yarns that were told around campfires. If ever there was a real monster it was an 80 pound predator able to carry a full grown buck up to the treetops and devour it there. That was it! The Devil Cat is an arboreal hunter. I remembered my great uncle Teddy saying that when he was a kid people would walk with sharp sticks taller than they were to keep panthers from leaping out of a tree onto their backs. All I had was the monopod for my camera but it was kinda pointed so opened it up and shouldered it like I was marching. In those last few steps I watched the trees for any sign of movement and only took my hand off the stick to unlock the truck. Just as I predicted the headlights came on and cut through the fog. The trees were empty. I breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled at my own senseless panic. No panthers had been confirmed in this spot for at least a generation. But there was still the strange silence of the birds. It’s not unusual for there to be holes in the noise that gives you way to track people and animals that are out of sight but for the whole forest to suddenly became devoid of sounds is very odd. I turned the key in the ignition and the big blue truck purred to life. I have a choice to make. I can go forward and push beyond the fog in order to find a place where I can turn around or I can attempt to back the truck down the very narrow path.

Image Titled “A Foggy Morning On Panther Mountain 101919c ”

I shifted in drive and began to move deeper into the foggy woods. I had decided that it was all in my head when a shadow slipped through the trees on the hillside to my left. It happened so quick that I couldn’t tell what it was other than a dark mass.

To be continued on Part 3

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Incident On Panther Mountain

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The engine of my big blue truck growls as I carefully ease my way up Panther Mountain on a foggy October morning. I have the windows down and have turned the music off so that I can listen to the forest. I have become accustomed to paying attention to the bird calls as a kind of “radar”. The forests speak to you if you know what your listening for. Even with the windows down and the radio off I have to stop the engine and step out to be able to get a good ear shot of what’s going on. The fog seems to close in on me like a cloak and the morning light dims a little as I find a spot wide enough to exit the vehicle.

Finding a place to sit quietly and listen to the forest speak.

I took a little peek over the edge but the valley below is completely hidden by the fog. After a few minutes the birds began to chirp. I was hoping to get a nice photo of the fog on the Gauley River below but the fog was so thick that you couldn’t see beyond a few yards. I thought that maybe if I sat still enough some wildlife might stumble into range of my lens. This is actually a public road and even though it’s seldom used I can’t leave the road blocked so I stay within sight of the truck. I noticed that the leaves near the edge of the road were moving and suddenly a chipmunk popped up right at my feet. Before I could focus he let out a squeak and disappeared back into a sea of fallen leaves. I chuckled softly and was watching to see if he came back when the hair on the back of my neck stood up. Something was moving through the area. Something big enough to silence the birds. Normally I’d notice the holes in the bird chatter but I was too focused on the chipmunk. That eerie feeling of being watched flooded my gut so strongly that I became nauseous. Whatever it was that made the birds fall silent was close and I allowed myself to drift out from the truck a bit too far. To be continued on Part 2

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The Gathering Of The Clans

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Tonight’s post is of course fictional. I have borrowed from bits and pieces of multiple ancient cultures to create a story just for the entertainment. To the best of my knowledge no such culture ever actually existed. But, it could have.

I have an affinity for earthworks and megalithic structures. There’s just something that fires the imagination where the arcane past is concerned.

In my mind’s eye I can see a mist covered plane with primitive huts built from Mastodon bones and tall grasses. A thin wisp of smoke rising from a central fire. The huts are arranged in a wheel pattern. Each spoke of the wheel contains a hut near the hub with a primitive flag made of corse fiber. These are the dwellings of the chieftains. The patriarchs of this society have called a gathering. They are here ceremoniously to unite the clans into one nation. Their sons stand guard and the eldest is the chief’s escort as the ceremony begins. The people if clans sit silently in doorways of their huts waiting for the signal that an agreement has been reached. The Chieftains’ negotiations are mostly ritual as they sit around the stone slab while they are served bread and wine that was blended from a small portion of each clans supplies. By partaking in the meal each chieftain signifies his agreement to the gathering. As soon as the meal has ended each chieftain stands and faces his people while blowing the same note on a horn. At the sound of the horns the people cheer and the gathering has officially begun. For the next season of the moon there will be open trade between the clans. In some casses there will marriages between them. The clans are spread out across the land most of the time and this is opportunity to obtain fine quality resources that are not abundant in the home region. The gathering is so successful that it becomes tradition and that original stone table where it all began is memorialized in a stone circle.

Not far from my home there are ancient stone works and the property my father grew up on had a stone staircase that was covered with petroglyphs. They are silent witnesses to ages that are lost to history. Occasionally we find a stone arrowhead or a celt ( Stone axe ) in a creek or a field and suddenly we’re touching something that connects us to lives we can only imagine.

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Things Are Just Ducky #9

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The late summer sun blazed down into the park. George and Ralph had been hanging out with Charlie under the trees hoping to get a free meal from the lunchtime picnic crowd. That was not to be. With the weather so hot the humans mostly stayed inside in the air conditioning. The trio of friends decided to go cool off in the river before the pavement got too hot for webbed toes. The cool river was the perfect solution for ducks on a hot day. They were chasing bugs when all three of them spotted the same fly at the same time. In their haste to catch the fly they lost track of each other and ended up in a triple head butting incident. A quick debate ensued and the question of who the fastest swimmer was arose. This could only be settled by a race to the other side of the river. The three friends stood together on the muddy edge of the water and recruited a pair of crows to judge the contest. “The race shall begin on the third caw” the first crow said. On the third caw the three ducks took off like thunder. They all paddled as hard as they could and all three made it to the other side at about the same time. They looked to the second crow for judgment and he said that the race was just too close to call and that they would need to race back. Once more the third caw sent the three mallards zipping across the lake and once again the crows were consulted on who should declared the victor. “We’d best make it three out of five.” Says the crow. This racing continued on several more times and each time the race was too close to call. Then in the last heat George happened to catch movement above his head. He stopped in mid stream and watched as the crows snapped another fly out of the air. It was no wonder why the crows couldn’t decide the race. They had been gorging themselves on the vary flies that George and his friends were chasing. These crows had been keeping them tied up with a contest against each other as they feasted on the duck”s dinner.

George called out to his friends and showed them what had been going on. All of the best flies had been eaten by the two crows already.

The three friends had learned that judges who might be impartial to the contestants are often not without an interest if their own.

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Delta Waves In Blue A Dreamworld Experience

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When my eyes opened I found myself laying in the cool grass beneath a large oak tree. The large oak tree seemed to whisper in the breeze welcoming me back to the dreamworld. I smiled as I rose to my feet in one motion and was walking. As I stepped the ground seemed to fall away from underneath me and before I could react I was swimming in the sky. The clouds parted in my wake and sent ripples across the deep blue plane. That was when I spotted the comet skipping along the surface. As the comet passed by I heard it giggle and decided to join in on the fun. A game of follow the leader ensued as I chased the comet. We bounced off of the clouds. It was like being inside a pinball machine. We zipped up and zoomed down until we passed the top of my mountains. There on the highest peak was the whispering oak. It’s time to come home.” He said softly. With one last long loop I circled the ridge and waved goodbye to the comet. The liquid atmosphere allowed me to fall gently under the branches once more as my eyes closed.

I awoke from the dreamworld and it was still dark. The light from hallway spilled through the cracks around my bedroom door. Glancing at the alarm clock, I saw that it was only 4:00 AM and there was still plenty of time before I had to start my day. I rolled over and drew the bedsheets up over my shoulders. And just as closed my eyes I swear that I heard giggles coming from outside of my window.

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Things Are Just Ducky #6 Tilley’s Time In The Sun

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Tilley settled down on her favorite roost on the banks of the beautiful Kanawha River. The water lapped gently against the stone as the clouds parted and sun came out to greet her. She took a deep breath and enjoyed the smell of the mint growing by the river. After a long morning of foraging she was ready for a break. She didn’t really need much to relax. Just a quiet spot on the river and the warm sun. A Swallowtail butterfly floated by on the breeze and caught her attention as it sailed into the mint and began to feed. Tilley turned her head slightly and became mesmerized by the way it fluttered it’s wings grooming each flower as it searched for nectar. When the butterfly finished and fluttered off again Tilley settled in and began watching the river. The sunbeam was like a warm hug as it lingered on her rock. It wasn’t long before she would succumb to the state of relaxation and fell into the perfect nap.

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