CORVUS

“I lay in the grass, the sun shining on my face, listening to the leaves rustle in the wind. When a shadow crossed my face, I opened my eyes expecting to see clouds…’’

The group of young and older folks moved toward the edge of the wooden bar seats waiting for Larry to continue yet again one of his favorite local town folk lore of Kryptville. A few people seemed to always find time to step into the bar every Saturday night to listen to him speak.

‘‘But what I saw felt like something right out of a movie. I saw a kind of giant peculiar looking human. It looked to be about seven to nine feet tall…and quite hairy, too. Also, when I shined my flashlight in its direction its eyes glowed. When I tried to capture it on camera— owe- it quickly darted back into the dense bushes and trees of the Kryptville forest. I think I spotted…—Big foot!’’

I shook my head, and scoffed. One of the locals raised an eyebrow at me. ‘‘You better watch yourself out in these woods. You never know exactly who, or what will come get you!’’

I continued to shake my head. ‘‘What a bunch of baloney! This guy surely had one too many alcoholic drinks. Either that or…he had been daydreaming.’’ I kept these musings to myself. These folks in this little town were all indubitably bonkers.

#CORVUS. 21.06.2026