Statement made by [redacted] to the Salem Police Department on 17/8/03:

‘In the moon’s eye, you can see a great distance – far, far into the soul of the earth.

That copse of trees over yonder, that’s where we’re going, visiting. In there, bathed in the moonlight, that’s where it happens. Asleep, we all are.

No fires!

No wailing! No screeching!

Don’t want that kind of attention.

No. Slow quiet movements, undulating with the tempo of nature.

That’s how it happens.

And afterwards, bathed in the judicious gaze of the moon, truth and falsehoods become as one.

All combines into the nether.’

©DJA 2020


From the Compendium of One Hundred Word Stories