This is a sequel to Flash Fiction: Broken Fence. To enjoy this story even more, do read that one before this. 🙂 The old witch kept aside her pen and black book. She got up from her rocking chair and stepped into her backyard. Her backyard led into the forest that neighbored the town. … Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Tree
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