Microfiction Day 106 – ‘Fallen Fruit’

He told everyone that the tree grew pears.

The fruit that dropped certainly looked like pears. But when bitten into they became something else, showing the consumer their deepest desires and the path they needed to follow to fulfil them.

He was particular about who was allowed to eat from the tree, mindful of those who might gorge themselves unfettered. Only those who showed a true commitment to their journey were permitted.

The day the child snuck in and stole bruised fruits from the ground was the day he felled it.

But by then the child’s path was set.


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    Justin Smith

    Superb

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