A wee Halloween tale

It was the boy who noticed it first.

The ghostly shape ascending from the water like a newly-born island in the ocean.

He tugged on his father’s sleeve.

‘What’s that white thing coming out of the water daddy?’

Its head was like the top of a glacier, barely visible the shadowy outline of facial features.

Thin arms like branches, webbed fingers reaching out towards the shore of the pond.

The father lifted his son into his arms.

‘Let’s go son.’

‘But what is it daddy?’

‘Let’s just go now son.’

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