THERE WERE --

DRAGONS IN THESE WOODS AROUND TEN YEARS AGO -- OF COURSE THERE WERE; WE DID NOT SEE THEM BUT OUR STARTLED EYES SAW TRACKS AND OUR EARS CAUGHT THE WHEEZE OF HOT BREATH, AND STOPPING ON THE PATH WE FELT THE PRESENCE.
Walking tonight without my grandson, however, the magic has gone but the pleasurable memory survives.