The lake can be barely seem from the bike´s path , nature has formed a vegetation wall to protect what is there to see. Many times, I have passed by slowly to see what´s beyond the leaves and branches. Even in the rush of the day,the lake looks so calm.
Perhaps the serenity of the trees and a the waters attrackted more than curious eyes last night. Dark torn trousers laid on the grass, left there in a rush venturing into woods. A hasty night walker could have just jumped the fence that now looks broken.
My mind wonders staring at the confusing evidence, a shapeshifter caught by the full moon or just mental pacient running without clothes. Prefer the first to visualize, there are few things that seem magical and even fewer that will remain.
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