Microfiction – Face In The Tree

Microfiction 1 Minute

The man stared, a face in the tree stared back.
The man sat, head against its trunk.
The man died, and the tree absorbed his flesh.
A woman stared, two faces in the tree stared back.

Published by timothyfrench15

Hello, my name is Timothy French. I’m a blogger, writer, and author of Every Yard Is A Grave. A Post-Apocalyptic Novella.

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2 thoughts on “Microfiction – Face In The Tree”

  1. We are like wind in the eyes of GOD, here today and gone tomorrow. His joy is in seeing us excell and succeed, not to fail and struggle. We were made in his image, he proclaimed us gods, little “g”. So are you living up to your potential or are you struggling because you believed the lie that you can’t.

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