Flash Fiction Friday

Flash Fiction Friday: Leaves

Red boisterously danced a merry jig.

Orange glistened vibrantly in the sun.

Yellow eagerly swept to and fro.

Gold zealously gleamed regal and proud.

Amber bounced with playful delight.

Bronze, however, let the wind whisk it away. Boldest of the colors, it relinquished its hold on the highest branch of the tallest tree, where it drifted to Green below.

Struck with sadness, the remaining colors trembled. So occupied with their own affairs had they been that they’d missed their friend’s descent. Now, it was too late.

Yet, Bronze did not shiver for they knew time would embolden the others, too.


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