The Woods

Let’s say things stop working out for you. Let’s say the strings of fate holding your life together start to fray. Let’s say the luck that has protected you for so long finally abandons you. Let’s say you’ve relied on those small pieces of magic for so long that you don’t remember how to provide for yourself any more. Let’s say one day your children stop coming home. They can sense something is wrong. Let’s say that the charms that stopped the aches in your frail bones wear off. You never expected that you would live long enough to see your magic run out.