I was fishing at night in June – I think it was June, maybe July, it could have been July – at about tenish o’clock at night. I came under the bridge into the Northern Leg from The Basin, and the whole shoreline past the north boat launch was lit up by lightning bugs. From the water up into the trees, all the way up into the trees, as high as you could see. There were millions of them, like stars in the sky they were, there must have been a mating ritual going on or something. I’ve never seen so many lightning bugs at once in my life.
This has been the sixteenth story from the first appendix of the book The Monksville Chronicles. Here is everything you need to know about it:
The Monksville Chronicles
- A novel about storytelling
- Book stats:
– 276 pages
– 72,749 words
– The Here and Now | I
– The Sandbox | 0.5
– Revision Date: July 20, 2021
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