The stars and moons washed their cool glow over Seriene as she walked barefoot in a graveyard of cut down trees and stumps. She picked up an acorn from her brown bag, buried it in a shallow hole, watered it and placed her bare hands on the damp soil.
"May you feel the rain and see the sun," she whispered as light danced around her fingers into the earth. A green leaf found its way out of the soil.
By dawn her bag was empty and the forest floor covered with saplings. As one they felt the sun rise.
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Short Stories - In 100 Words or Less
Short StoryAn anthology where I've gathered my shortest stories. Here you'll find a mix of fantasy, horror, romance, comedy and tragedy. Get ready for a rollercoaster of emotions! As always: Constructive criticism and your honest opinions are worth gold. Thank...
