by Terri Mullholland "Imagine your ideal world," whispered The Weaver, "and I will make it come true." On her loom, she began to weave a whole kingdom. By her hands, my dreams blossomed—a castle and forest of soft threads. All night she toiled. In the morning, she spread her silk-spun land on the barren earth outside her cottage—where nothing had grown for generations. Immediately, it sprouted and spread, sending forth a forest with a winding pathway. "It will grow as you walk to your castle. Follow it. Do not stop. Do not look back. I will meet you there. I promise." * * * Terri Mullholland (she/her) is a writer and researcher living in London, UK. Her flash fiction has appeared in various journals and anthologies. She loves stories, cats, and tea.
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Deena Gornick
12/7/2024 02:19:52 pm
Absolutely adore this little Drabble. Your usual high standard of writing, Ms Mulholland xxxxxxx
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