8/15/1774
Monday
Dear Diary,
Today was strange. I met a man riding a mule. He was a queer looking sorta man, all sticks and bones and hair. He even had an eye-patch!
He said to me, "Boy, what do ya want most in the world?"
And I replied, "To have more time."
"Alright," he said. "Your wish is granted. You have 1000 years. Use them well. Don't worry. You get to keep your youth. When your years are up, a leaf will fall out of the tree and float past you on the wind. It will be orange, red, and gold like a fire. You must catch it or your soul will belong to me."
Funny, wasn't it?
– Benny Radmore
Posted in response to the challenge Chase.
Comments
Ahh this is such a mysterious fable! I love it! Also, the voice!
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