The Battelle Bison – 2
In the heart of Darby Creek’s sprawling wilderness, a solitary bison stood as a living relic, the final embodiment of an era when herds roamed the open plains. Its hooves imprinted the soil, and its eyes held a mystique that transcended time. Whispered tales among the Ohio locals spoke of the bison’s extraordinary gift – the power to peer into the past lives of the land it trod upon. Those who ventured close enough to meet its gaze would find themselves transported, their senses entwined with visions of ghostly herds on the horizon and the songs of indigenous peoples carried by the wind.
~ Robert David Atkinson