Sarolta Ban
Staring out into the reaches of space, dark and prolific with sparkling worlds, the old man heard the dog’s whiskers twitch, as the sheet of leaves flowing from the Life Tree wove around them.
Sighing as an immature, blustering star bucketed through the cosmos towards a neighboring older giant, Mubassir patted his companion’s head.
“Come, Bassira… Irfan awaits our report from his treetop.”
This piece of flash fiction was written in response to:
- The Sunday Muse #249;
- Fandangoโs One-Word Challenge: ‘sheet’;
- Ragtag Daily Prompt Saturday: ‘whiskers’;
- Word of the Day Challenge: ‘prolific’;
- Your Daily Word Prompt: ‘bluster’;
- The Daily Spur: ‘bucket’;
- Sammi Coxโs Weekend Writing Prompt #301: ‘treetop’
The Skeptic's Kaddish ๐ฎ๐ฑ 
This story calls for part two. ๐
๐ณ Aishwarya ๐ณ ~ that is very kind
Wow!! This is splendid writing, David. ๐
๐๐๐ป Aishwarya ๐๐ป๐
I was wondering as I read, ‘Will he get the prompt in?’
You did! Last word. Well done again, David.
๐๐๐ป Bill ๐๐ป๐ ~ I do my best
Hi David! How are you doing? Itโs always refreshing to visit your blog. Itโs also a cauldron of ideas!
๐๐ป๐ค Harshi ๐ค๐๐ป ~ hello, hello! I’m doing well! How have you been?
All good!
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Are you back to blogging? I feel like I haven’t seen you in a while!
Yes, itโs been a while. Balance is a tricky thing, but then I decided to go with the flow and things started happening. You just gave me an idea for another poem! Thatโs the thing about blogger friends; they bring out the best and inspire deeply!
๐ค ๐
Right back at you! ๐
The silence as backdrop in your story, is amazing.
Much๐love
๐๐๐ป Gillena ๐๐ป๐