This Twittering Tale of 246 characters is for Kat Myrman’s prompt.
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She left the trail and the rest of the group to look closer. They were wrong, it wasn’t a tree. She touched the pale smoothness, skin-smooth, warm, and felt the magic—dancers, horned and masked from an ancient time, dancing in this glade forever.
Hi Jane, you and I had similar ideas for this. It’s a lovely tree isn’t it?
It’s a remarkable tree! I’ll have a read of your story now.
Oh my–look what happened to your acorns! 🙂
That’s magic for you 🙂
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Of course I love your story Jane. It is a magical tree to be sure…bringing out all the faerie and otherly musings from everyone. I would love to have a hug with this tree…if only I knew where to find it. 🙂
Thanks Kat 🙂 It’s probably just as well this tree remains a mystery. I don’t think an army of sightseers is what it would appreciate 🙂
You are right of course. I have met a few marvelous trees in my romp on this plane. Good times. 🙂
That’s right, Kat, now just slip on this little jacket and take your medication…
Oh Jane…;)
That’s better. Now, time for a little nap 🙂
I love microfiction. It can be difficult getting a point or an image across with only a handful of words, and you did it well here.
Thank you! That is the beauty and the difficulty of microfiction. I’m pleased you think this worked.
A fabulous tale of a fabulous tree in a fabulous glade in a fabulous world 💜💜💜
I wish I knew where 🙂
Lovely😊
Thank you!
What a wonderful image! (K)
I’m glad you like it 🙂
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