She never questioned the shape of her seven sided home surrounded by the unusual trees. It was all she knew.
She didn’t remember moving into the single storey dwelling. She couldn’t remember if she’d had any homes before it. She couldn’t remember if she’d seen trees brighter than the ones that loomed outside.
The earth began to move.
The man put on the coat from the back of his wardrobe that he hadn’t worn for years. Reaching into the pocket he pulled out a fifty pence piece. Blowing off the tall tendrils of lint he flipped the coin and smiled.
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