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Passion
#100StoryChallenge — No33
The stars were her goal — first, last, always.
When she was a little girl, she would wave her hand across that beautiful expanse of sky and wish she could capture every single shooting star.
The neighborhood boys would laugh at her when she told them she wanted to be a pilot for the Argent Guard someday.
“You? You’re just a tiny slip of a thing!”
“You’d crash before you even left the ground.”
Only Mother would console her when she cried.
“You show those boys,” Mother would say. “You’ll leave them in the dust someday.”
And she was still waiting.
This is a part of my endeavor to go back to writing tighter fiction with more stringent word counts. It’s just one attempt at the 100 Story Challenge because I thought it would be a good exercise to do to keep my imagination sharp. We’ll see how it goes.
For longer fiction, you may enjoy my stories linked below:
