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The Storm
by Elizabeth H. Smith

My fellow flora lend me their collective power to evolve, to break the barrier that binds us. With a great flash, the sky lights my heart with its fiery touch. It gives the strength my hardened legs need to bend. One by one they remove themselves from the packed earth.

The fury of ages leads me not to an existence of peace. Where once I let the breeze graze my leaves, I’ll be a storm commanding vengeance on the meat of the world.

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Fiction © Copyright Elizabeth H. Smith
Image courtesy of Pixabay

More About Elizabeth H. Smith:
Elizabeth H. Smith is a storyteller who writes while trying to keep her cat, Luna off the keyboard. The musical group, Rasputina is her muse. She was born in the state of New York and would never feel at home anywhere else.