The soft marsh next to the riverbank was wet,
the air moist and dense.
The only thing anyone could hear was a soft ‘Pa bonk, Pa bonk, Pa bonk..’
A frog hopped along, innocently croaking at nearby fish and insects.
It spotted a small juicy bug, and its tongue lashed furiously out of its mouth.
It got the bug and ate it whole.
With a squelch in the mud,
the frog politely went on with its day as it hopped into the river with a huge splash,
sending water onto a dandelion, its small petals seemed to bloom a little as the water soaked into the soil below.
The frog swam helplessly into the forever towering mist, never to be seen again.