Prompt: Magnolia
| Genre:
Fantasy | Word
count: 85 words
“I... can’t...!” Runa panted.
“Just a little more, sweets. We’re almost there.”
“Where?” she hunched, breathing hard.
Einarr looked back. A raven cawed, fluttering its wings.
“We need to hurry. Come,” he pulled her up.
They jogged in silence.
“Isn’t that a raven?”
“Yes.”
“But aren’t they...”
“Yes, he is.”
Runa gasped, “What are you not telling me?”
“I’ll tell you everything. But not now. Come.”
They stepped over a small hillock and felt their jaws drop.
A giant Magnolia tree stood in full bloom.
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