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Chapter 14

Some ten minutes later, Timber and I stood at the base of a large oak tree that he guessed was over four hundred years old and one hundred and twenty feet tall. The tree looked as if it were an X in shape, a tangle of bark and thick limbs. A massive twist of roots fell into the earth at its base, creating what looked like a spade-shaped hole, root-covered arbor, or entrance. I estimated the entrance to the Skenandoa Den as four feet high and two feet wide, covered in dry moss the color of raisins and mid-season grapes. It was just enough space to slip through for a Skenandoa bear, or human.