A/N: yes it's still a very short story... and getting shorter In the days after, I wondered if I had eaten a seed at all. I had not grown roots, there was no moss clinging to my skin and no leaves growing out of my ears. I was still mobile and very much human. To… Continue reading A Seed-Sized Secret
A very, very short story. It was my fault because I wanted nothing more than to eat that fruit. I stared at it every day, hanging off the branch of that tree with my eyes as wide as saucers. I tried not to stare it, I tried not to let everyone see I was staring… Continue reading I Swallowed A Seed
