Tree-Reader [Day 19]

SUNSHINE SPEARS THE trees, hot ethereal metal turning the leaves to livid white. She blinks through the glare, trying to discern shapes and textures. She’s just started learning the see them, the flow of their bark, the curve of their leaves, the scent of their sap. And now she can barely see anything.


Written: 6 Sept 2015

Words 53

Inspired: life random

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