…off to the left. From his vantage point above the treetops the boy could see millions of tiny lights flitting from tree to tree, closing in on them. Sometimes there were so many that an entire tree would collapse under them.

“Gabe… don’t turn that way. Just keep going straight. Don’t even look to the left.”

The giant looked down at the boy confused. “Is this way my left? Or is this way?” He asked turning from side to side. When he saw the swarm of pixies his jaw dropped and his grip tightened on the boy.

“Last time I found pixies they poked me and hurt me! So many little lights. I didn’t know they would bite!”

Gabe turned without thinking and ran…