Babar immediately regretted his decision once the tents disappeared from his view and he found himself lost in the middle of the forest. The place was eerily quiet except for the faint sound of gushing stream from a distance.
“What are you doing out here alone?” somebody growled from behind him.
Babar barked in surprised.
“A city slicker like you have no idea how dangerous these woods in the night could be.”
– a page from my ebook, Babar And The Wolves In The Forest
*story and illustration by JMKhapra 2014
( I am looking for a publisher for the print edition of my book. If you are interested please email me at jmkhapra@yahoo.com. Thanks!)
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