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Roots and Ruin
#100StoryChallenge — No51
The queen of the forest became another relic of the past.
Though the goblins fed her fruit and the nymphs tried to cast their spells, the queen’s limbs settled into roots piercing the earth. Her hair became brittle leaves that snagged on the morning breeze. Even her beautiful mouth, which had once helped seduce poor mortal men, transformed into just another notch in the tree she was becoming.
Her tears were streams of sap, and there was no cure.
Something in the forest died that day she stopped breathing as nature’s queen.
For her, there would be no more tomorrow’s.
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:
