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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2023
Submitted to Contest #192
It had a been warm summer day in the park when my mother gave the locket to me. It was a dazzling gold heirloom as she tenderly placed it in my small eager hands. The July sun melting us like giggling candles as we lounged in the grass beneath the singing canopy trees. I was 10 and my mother took us here to this hill every Saturday afternoon to watch the day with me. We would lay on cotton white sheets and pick out fluffy animal shaped clouds in the sky. Kings morphing into the dragons they’d slain, framed by a vast unsullied blue. It seemed...
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