From a collection of 100-word stories & wonders
They were stranded. On a sandy island of trembling silver-green willow leaves. And the wild Danube was rising fast. Raklo set about patching the canoe, while Wilson explored among the dense willows. He stumbled upon a weaving, looping, forking path. Curiosity led him on. Time wandered. The willows crowded round, groping. Filled with sudden dread, Wilson retraced his steps, so he thought. He shouted. Only chattering leaves answered. Panting, he turned right, left, right again. Stopped. Everywhere he sensed growing resentment. … The canoe patched, Raklo called for his friend, while greedy floodwater gnawed away the sand at his feet.