Toad the Worrywart

October 26, 2021
M-J Kelley's drawing of a toad with a worrywart.

InkTober 2021. Day 26.

Toad lived in the Shallows amongst the Razorback Bickering Clams, an address that would drive anyone mad. The RBCs, as they fondly called themselves, caterwauled, complained and were vocally negative. But being raised in the drama of it all, they thought this was normal and had no reason to change—the clams made for terrible neighbours.

Toad disliked his neighbours. Though the shallows were beautiful, the water temperate, he couldn’t stand the “inner city” noise and longed for a vernal pool all to himself. Easy enough to say, but hard to do.

He was afraid of the unknown, and so he worried a lot about his future.

He knew the Clams were prognosticators, but he knew better than to ask them because they predicted terrible things saying “oh my god…” and “you best be careful” and “I feel sorry for you!” Toad shuddered to think what they would say to him if he asked.

No, no, he would have to find his way to Old Edgar, the seer, to ask about his future. But first, he would spend time worrying about the possible pitfalls of travelling to another quadrant in the Knockwood Forest.

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