This technically isn’t a Monksville chronicle, but I was sitting on the brick porch in the backyard one autumn morning, drinking some tea and watching the woods. The temperature was up there and there was a lot of activity going on, lots of squirrels and chipmunks out and about, and there weren’t too many leaves left on the trees so everything was really visible. I go to drain my mug when I hear a kee-aww to my right – I look and see a red-tailed hawk, chipmunk clutched in its talons, flying in the little stretch of woods between my folks’ house and my neighbor’s house. A true bird of prey.
This has been the nineteenth 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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If you’re there, hypothetical reader, thank you for being there. From this day on, we move forever forward~