Tag: Short Stories

  • The Fostered Tree

    A very, very short story inspired by my walk from Praia das Maçãs (Apple beach), in Portugal, to Praia da Adragas, while eating an apple. I am not claiming that this is well written or remotely edited… I started my life as a small thing, bringing smiles to the glancing eyes of those creatures around…

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    The Fostered Tree