Thoughtless

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Brenna Rodriguez

...I feel the winged creature on my branches, scrambling for the end of a strong limb as the wind dances with my many arms.  He settles and begins to speak quietly, and for a moment I fear that he is accompanied- atleast, until he begins to address me by the name I was given by the grass and the moon.  I responded with my leaves, abandoning my waltz with the breeze for a more interesting alternative.  I do not know how long we conversed, only that the sun was low in the sky by the time we began to ponder separately on the ongoing change in Faerie.  He has told me of the fear, of the rise in human populations, and I see that he is afraid for the wild fae, for they have no taste for change, good or otherwise.  We listen to the heartbeat of the earth for answers...


Published More than a year ago

Category Science fiction



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