The Lights of the Firefly

The woods felt like I had stepped into another world. The trees were enormously tall and the leaves atop shrouded any moonlight from entering. Just as I was beginning to feel I had gone too far, I looked back to find the shining porch lights at my house but I could not see any trace of them. It was silent now. I couldn't hear the buzzing of insects anymore. I needed to catch it now, if only to use it as a light to find my way back. A firefly began to float upwards, blinking its yellow light as it went. It drifted up the high timbers and suddenly I saw everything. Bodies, hundreds of twisted bodies, men and women,

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