Shadows fell like rocks onto the forest floor. Behind the canopy of leaves and needles a full moon hung low in the sky, as large and as heavy as the bag of rocks Jonah carried on his back.

Why? Jonah thought to himself. They're just rocks. Jonah climbed over the last hill where he could clearly see a small, thatched roof hut that looked to extend into the mountain behind it.

"Ah! Finally! Come on, come on. Don't dawdle." called The Lady Gelda. Jonah hurried over to where The Lady was standing, pointing to the ground. "Dump them here." Jonah hefted the pack from his back and dumped the rocks. "Spread them out. I need to see them all." Grudgingly, Jonah crouched on the ground, spreading the rocks evenly. With an eerie hum, The Lady Gelda waved her arms above the rocks.

Note to self: Man, my writing is starting to suck more and more. I need to get back to reading books.