human
Makes you think, Buck, doesn't it? he said, pointing at a stately forest giant stretched prone along the edge of the trail, its proud head biting deeply into the earth, and its vast roots lifting twenty and more feet into the air.
gpt
I was out in the worst of it, too, he went on thoughtfully. Then he smiled at the recollection of his puny affairs while the elements had waged their merciless war.
human
I was taking a golden fox out of a trap, 'way back there on the side of the third ridge. While I was doing it the first two crashes came. A hundred and more yards away two pines, big fellers, guess they were planted before the flood, were standing out solitary on a big rock overhanging the valley below. They were there when I first bent over the trap. When I stood up they were gone--rock and all. It made me think then. Guess it makes me think more now.
gpt
It surely was a storm,