Bradley Freeman
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The Everbright Farm
The barn looked old. Eve hung around the tree line, dodging from dead tower to dead tower as she scouted the building. The locket felt cool on her chest in the warm summer heat as she finished her observations. It was surrounded on two sides by the woods she’d been traveling through. Beyond the farm, she saw an equally abandoned looking home. There were a few chickens nearby, somehow still surviving despite no one seeming to be around to raise them.
By Bradley Freeman5 years ago in Fiction
Eve Alone
Eve looked down at the silver locket in her hand. It was shaped like a heart, two curves at the top leading down to a point. She hadn’t looked inside for years, and she didn’t now, instead letting it slip from her fingers to fall onto her chest. Carefully, she turned to look out the window sill, doing her best to keep as much of her head out of sight from anyone who might be scouting out her little home.
By Bradley Freeman5 years ago in Fiction
