Death took a walk around the meadow. He added a dash of chill to the wind. Lush green, dancing grasses and full-bloomed violets, turned a withered brown. Death smiled. This is how he liked it.
Buried deep into the earth, a group of seedlings were making plans to re-decorate their meadow which Death just destroyed.
This 55-fiction is being posted in reply to The Solitary Writer's challenge to write an allegory on Death.
Very optimistic. Brought an inevitable smile. :)ReplyDelete
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I smiled too. Good One :)ReplyDelete
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ah ha .. and Life goes on.. always beautifulReplyDelete
yes Bikram! Life indeed goes on... in complete circles! thats probably what makes the journey on earth so worthwhile :)Delete
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