Friday Fictioneers 3/19/2021

PHOTO PROMPT © Liz Young

“It’s a tree!” His friends stood back, looking at lines and angles, but seeing only a huge tree.

He said nothing, captured by the spirit before him, breathing age.

“Hey, you want to go get some snacks?” Jason asked.

Always hungry, that one, but for the wrong things.

He stepped forward, drawn by the inexplicable radiance before him.

“Let’s go. I’m starved.”

“It’s a tree. Big whoop.”

He stepped inside the doorway into darkness. Dizziness. A rush of lightening across his spine.

A rustle of people starting up the path. A pause.

“Hey, where’s Dave?”

“Dave?”

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