Fifty Words

Sam writes exactly fifty word stories Monday through Friday.

Jul 10

blue ridge mountains

Somewhere in these mountains is a breeze that carries the translucent cherry blossoms in its mouth, like the tigress with her cub, seeking the whispering rills to rest at before pressing forward. The city lights are distant twinkling stars, a galaxy of chaos and trouble far beyond these grassy borders.


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