I crouched near the small fire, gazing out the cave mouth, distant in my thoughts, when suddenly in the entrance there stood a small gray creature, which resembled a boy at first glance. I looked closely at the ungainly thing, the spindly legs and arms, the huge turnip head with eyes like obsidian, eyes so gigantic they held me in wonder while my thoughts were paralyzed. Then, with spidery movement, the creature stepped towards me, its thin legs quivering in a strange way, infirmly, its arms dangling at its sides like rags. Across from me at the fire, it crouched down while its monstrous eyes gleamed, holding me as if I was entranced, only an arm’s length from my own. And so we met on that chilly day that fall…Dakorn the Gray One and I. Daniel Merkley lives in the interior of northwestern British Columbia, Canada, near the village of Houston. He has owned and operated his own small aircraft for several years and is a professional prospector. He and his brother owned and operated a lumber processing facility, but recently closed the facility to take up prospecting full time. “Dakorn The Gray” is his first work in print, aside from minor articles.