Okko Novels & Stories

Killarney, Ireland, 1840 Kian O'Braonain was the best friend anyone in the world could ever have. He could run as fast as lightening, climb like a cat, and hit a bird with a stone from twenty yards. While Aaron seldom had a chance to play with his friend now that he was older and had more responsibility, his Ma usually didn’t mind if he walked home with Kian after mass, and the boys would spend several hours running around the base of Torc Mountain, tossing stones in the lake, or running through the village scaring the chickens and the cows.

I started walking the trail looking around, but I didn't see anyone Zzzz Zzzzzz I jumped a bit the vibrate from my phone scaring me Roxy🦋: are you okay?? Me: yeah I don't see anyone though My phone vibrated again I looked at it thinking it was Roxy but instead it was the unknown number Unknown: come by the big oak tree