#mabsdrawlloweenclub2025 – Day 16: Gnome

Out in the woods this morning, just where the mist was starting to burn off the ridges, I saw him – or maybe just the idea of him – a little fellow in red and blue, moving steady between the birches. Looked like he belonged there, the way fallen leaves belong to autumn, not out of place at all.

Maybe gnomes are just the woods extending perception into the world of towns. You know how sometimes a hollow log looks like it’s breathing, or a tree knot has the hint of an eye watching? He had that same feel – ancient and familiar, but friendly. The sort of presence that carries a quiet “good morning” without saying a word.

He paused by a fallen branch, leaned on his walking stick, and nodded – not to me, I think, but to the forest itself. Behind him, a deer lifted its head, half-curious, half-dreaming. The air smelled of leaf mold, cool water, and the promise of another good day.

Maybe gnomes don’t guard treasure, but the small magic of keeping things as they are – moss green, roots deep, and hearts steady.

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Stay kind to the small spirits in your woods, friends.

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