Michael Malone - Weebly

sense of direction."
"I've got a good one" was the reassuring answer.
But suddenly Beanie stopped and came to a point. Far
off, far north of Wild Oat Ridge, greenish lights vaguely
loomed from where there should have been nothing but
the marshlands beyond Bredforet Pond. "What in the
world is that?" the native pathfinder puzzled. Had she
gotten completely turned around?
Behind her, Rage slipped on a soppy mass of moss
and tumbled down a tiny ravine. "Help!" he screamed.
Leaping from boulder to boulder, Beanie
descended after him.
With a long, strong arm she pulled her golden lover
from the rising river in which he was helplessly flailing.
Rescued, he immediately began to chant:
Like some great randy she-goat
You came bounding,
Teats swung out, to save
A Shelley drowning.
"Hush, Richard, your lip's cut open." Beanie looked
about her.