It was a cool dark evening out in the forest near her grandmother's house. The stars sparkled above her making her auburn hair glow.
She had never been allowed to visit this tree. Tonight. Tonight, she had snuck out. Tonight, she had the chance to find out what this tree meant.
The stick that lay on the ground by its base called to her. Pulled her in. It was meant for her. The rough sides. The ends were somehow smooth.
Lifting the stick the felt a rush throughout her body.
Neon blue sparks emitted from the end like glitter.
About the Creator
E. W. Lynn
I love to read and am now beginning to enjoy writing.
I aspire to be a published author, as a hobby. I currently have 4 novel ideas going.
Wish me luck! :)
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