A Soul in Trees
When a tree falls in a bottomland forest, it leaves a puddle under its roots. Fairies live there, turning the dark waters the color of light clay from bones turned to dust before the memories of the owls. Animals do not drink from the puddles. They are memorials until they evaporate, and then they become shelters for fawns. That’s how it usually is, any…
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