Amaranth

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        Her name was Amaranth. She loved wandering across grassy expanses filled with floating stones she imagined were stepping pebbles helping her cross a small, moving ocean.

        People came and people went, yet she remained.

        She saw many things in life. Observed all the little details people forgot and dropped at the bottom of cracks in between their feet. She never forgot. 

        So she wandered the fields alone in the hope that no one had to be alone, and she sought joy in the small wonders that life offered because that was all she knew.

        It usually started with a human being and ended with a human being. Like the starts and stops of life. More so unbreathing than breathing, but she didn't seem to mind. She floated from one stone to the next like nothing could weigh her down.

        She was Amaranth.

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November 3, 2014