.....yes... it is time...Now, gather round my children and i will tell you all a tale. Tonight begins a tale, a long tale, to be continued with each installment of Brad's Nads, (Which i now plan to resume weekly installments of) So gather 'round the fire, and it will begin.... CHAPTER I There was a boy. His name was Linus. Linus was 11. And he hated it. He lived in a beautiful town full of wonderful people and big houses. And he hated it. He went to a lovely, rich school full of beautiful people ...................And he hated it. Linus was in 5th grade at Sharpshire elementary school. He lived pretty close to the school, so he would walk there in the morning, every weekday. That was the only part of his day he enjoyed, walking in the woods. He would dilly dally through the forest, which would make him late for class, and it made his teacher very cross. Little did he know, on one cool autumn morning, he would be extremely late to class that day. He threw on a pair of green pants and a blue shirt, and raced downstairs. He wasn't late, but he wanted to be early so that he would have time to run around in the woods before class. "I'm going, mom!" he shouted, with no reply. She never answered him. He grabbed his pop-tart and his bookbag and stepped out the door. It was cool outside, he put his sweatshirt on to keep himself warm. The sun was softly shining through a thin layer of clouds, as he crunched through leaves and entered the woods on the dirt path that seemed to have always been there. It took a bit to get there, so he walked a little while, a bit disappointed. Usually there were animals to chase, or things to do on his way there, but nothing was happening. He sat down on a stump alongside the path to rest. He was almost there now, and was about to get up and finish the journey, when he saw something, deep in the woods off to the right side of the path. He looked to the left and right of him, then ventured slowly into the forest. He wasn't sure what he had seen, but he had seen something. He kept walking in the general direction of whatever it was, and went as quietly as he could. He squinted and tried to picture again what he had half-seen. He knew it had come from an old tree in front of him, rather far, but he still wasn't sure. Suddenly, he saw it again! It was a faint flash of deep, green light. Linus ran forward to the tree, it took him a minute or two, and knelt near the rotted trunk. There was a small hole in the bark. He peered inside. TO BE CONTINUED....