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Sanctuary… The daily prompt

Sanctuary Kincaid walked into the forest, the more she walked the more she got scared. She should stay and rest on one of these trees; after all it was the wish of the whole tribe to see her dead. She did not harm anyone, it wasn't even intentional but how could she have known that… Continue reading Sanctuary… The daily prompt

Short Story

Kinaadman… Word High July

Kinaadman Kinaadman - Knowledge, wisdom The gray hair was a symbol. The lines that creases at the forehead and beside his eyes were a sign. They told stories. They were showing how many seasons had past and how many things he had to go through. Looking through the window, he sees the young and understand… Continue reading Kinaadman… Word High July