Echo pounded through the trees. Thorns and vines slashed at his arms, but the thought of his master Rayrod lying prone on the forest...

“So, it is a suspicious, sad situation,” Squigle the squirrel said. Bumblediah Nimbly lowered his hammer. “If I have told you once, I...

A thrill of triumph swelled through me as I slipped through the barbed wire fence. At last, back in familiar territory .  Early that...

Bumblediah Nimbly loved to build. Every morning he sat up in his stump house, his mind buzzing with ideas. He stood one and a half feet...

Do you love to run? I do. A commonplace journal isn’t just a place to record quotes that convey deep meaningful messages, but also those...