Daulok 01, 258: Wandering North

Been walking up this path for some time now. I'm surprised at the length of it. Strange. After some time I passed by a small home.
Here the Writer has doodled the home and left a note "Probably a trap..."
I am tempted to go inside. Not depicted above is the rocking chair and older man sitting outside. I'm not sure if it is a trap or not, but...it's probably a trap. I am tired of the road, but I would not risk more time in strange homes.
I've been seeing more and more winter moths and a new Zodiaptera as well. The seasons bring all manner of new life. The further north I travel the more snow I see...and coyotes. Some of them talk, they call each other liars. I am unsure if they are truly wise, or just messing with me...or both.

Authors

• The Writer