this is my swamp

Calico Jack could not keep a smile off his lips as he trots after the bigger pup. The kid, Rexx, had invited him along to go exploring and Jack could not pass up the opportunity. As they walk, Jolly Roger, Calico’s new macaw friend flies low above the pair, the young bird keeping a watchful eye on the adventurous pups. They reach the edges of the swamp land and Jack slows, jaw dropping open as he takes in his first views of this place.

Trees, barren of leaves, scratch their branches together in a creepy rhythm, beckoning and deterring any travelers that may enter. Soft sounds reach his ears, some strange creature croaking out a song while insects buzz heavily as they flit from here to there. An almost unnatural fog hangs thick in the air, coiling its fingers around his small frame and ushering him further in.

Now, maybe Calico Jack should feel fear or apprehension at this strange, eerie land but the patchwork pup only feels excitement. As Rexx urges him onward, the pup turns his icy gaze to the bigger boy, enthusiasm pulling them wide open, and he says, “This is so cool! Whatca think is in there?” But Jack hardily wants for an answer, happily bounding forward to go explore this new place while Jolly Roger caws angrily at him to slow and wait for his traveling companion.


"Calico Jack"