“Hawk turned. The green glow hovered over his rucksack. A blink and the glow above his sack disappeared, the bag vanishing along with it. He ran towards the spot where his belongings once lay, but it was too late. The entity was gone and left no impression for him to follow. The wind ceased, as if a door had been closed; the forest quieted. Replacing his blade in its sheath with frustration, Hawk started out again, this time looking for his rucksack and evidence that he was not losing his mind.”

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