This was no ordinary umbrella, not in the slightest. Every time you would open it, it would transport you wherever you wanted to go the most. It would read the deepest desires in your heart, and use those as its map.
You had seen the entire world this way, travelling wherever your mind was set on that particular moment.
But lately, you haven't dared open the umbrella. That is, until today.
You stand outside, in the pouring rain, and open it. Instantly, you find yourself in a burned down village.
At last, you're home again.
YOU ARE READING
Tiny Stories
Short StoryA collection of 100 word stories, based on two prompt list challenges. The first 100 stories will be based on general themes, the last 100 will be based on a list of 100 emotions. *COMPLETED*
