Microfiction #writephoto: Intruder
This short story is for Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt. Rooks have always filled the big trees at dusk, the ash and the poplars that crown the high land. There is no more perfect site to survey all that moves in the fields around, the meadow sloping to the river on one side, and … Continue reading Microfiction #writephoto: Intruder
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