Very Short Story: The Bench

This is very different than what I normally post. I was just missing my mom.


The Bench

“Let’s go.” Excitement danced in her voice. Adventure found everywhere.

Beaches & forest. Mountains & rivers. Magic wherever we went.

Until. The enemy within. No hero to be found.

“Let’s go.” A whisper of longing.

The bench; grudgingly a compromise. The war lost. No survivors.

An empty bench cascades with memories. Magic still abounds.

“Let’s go.” Adventure and magic alone to find.

End

The Bench