An Eldritch Light: Part Three of "Light A Historical Fiction"

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Story Of The Giving Tree

The Giving Tree Short Story

On a hill warmed by the sun stood a tall deciduous tree. This tree loved the little boy, and his heart beat faster when he heard footsteps approaching. The boy always ran to the tree right after school and told him everything that happened to him during the day. The boy liked to hang upside down among the branches and watch the sunset. The boy and the tree understood each other's hearts and became best friends. The boy made wreaths from the leaves of the tree and dozed off among its roots. The tree loved him with all its heart. He was happy because he knew that he was loved in return. Time passed, and soon the little boy turned into a young man. He became very busy and could not come to the tree as often as before. Then one day the tree asked the young man: “Oh! Where you were all this time? I've been waiting for you to come. Come and sit among my branches! We'll watch the sunset together." The young man replied: “Ah! I can not now! I'm too big now. Your branches would break if I tried! The tree sensed that his friend was sad and asked why. The young man wanted to earn money, but did not know what to do. So, the tree offered him to sell its fruits, which would later help him earn money. The boy collected very tasty fruits from the tree and happily loaded them onto his bike. He thanked the tree and left the place. But, unfortunately, he again did not come for a long, long time and the tree began to grow alone. Then, one day, he returned. He is already quite an adult. The tree rustled its leaves happily, welcoming him. “I've been waiting for you for so long, and you've finally returned. Come swing on my branches, said the trees. But the boy just shook his head. “No, I'm too busy for these games right now! I have to take care of my wife. We are expecting a baby soon,” the boy replied. The tree was very happy to hear this. He saw the pain in the boy's eyes again. The tree gently placed a branch on the boy's shoulder and patted him. The tree was very happy to hear this. He saw the pain in the boy's eyes again. The boy said: “I don’t even have a home, and I don’t know how to start a family!” The tree gently placed a branch on the boy's shoulder and patted him. The tree told him: "Build a house with my branches and be happy!" The boy took the branches of the tree and loaded them into his wagon. The tree watched him leave the forest to build his new home. He no longer had branches to rustle in the wind, but he was happy. Years passed, but the boy did not return. Every year the tree asked the migratory birds if they had seen it, but the birds only laughed and said, “Forget about it! Human memory is even shorter than ours. He has already forgotten you. But the tree could not forget and instead asked for a breeze. One day the butterfly brought the news and told the tree that the boy was homeless. The tree was worried and wished it could do something. Then, one night, the boy came to visit. He was weak and tired and broke the tree's heart to see him. It wanted to comfort him. He no longer had his branches to pat him on the shoulder, but supported him as he leaned against his trunk. The tree felt sad because it no longer had leafy branches to protect the boy from the rain. The boy cried and said, “I am a loser. I want to sail away from this place so I can start my life somewhere else." The tree replied, "You are always trying to run away!" The boy wanted a boat so he could lie on it and watch the sun sway on the ocean. The tree, without thinking, even once told him to cut it down and make a boat. So the boy cut down a tree and made a boat to sail in. The tree was only a stump, but it was happy when it imagined the boy smiling as he sailed in a boat made from its trunk. As the tree watched the sunset every evening, it remembered what the boy once said when he was little. The tree thought to itself: “You told me that the sun sets sadly every evening, but in the morning it comes back with renewed vigor. Then why am I getting lonelier every day?” Years have passed since the boy swam away. He sailed across the ocean and around the world and returned home as an old gray-haired man. He saw newly laid roads, tall buildings, new cars, and missed wood. “My house has changed! Is the tree still in its place? he thought. The boy climbed the mountain with great difficulty and found a tree waiting for its place. The boy was very happy to see the tree. The tree saw that the boy had grown old. He said: “I'm sorry, I have nothing more to give you! Everything is gone, my fruits, there are no branches on which one could swing and admire the sunset. I'm sorry, I want to give you something, but I'm just an old stump." The boy said, "I can't chew fruit and I'm too stiff to climb! I'm old and tired! All I need is a quiet place to rest!” The tree offered him its stump and told him to sit on it. The boy realized that all his life he came to the tree only when he wanted something, and the tree always stood next to him. He thanked the tree from the bottom of his heart. The tree and the boy watched the sunset together as he told him about his life, and they were both very happy. Read the full article

All these short stories I haven’t finished 🤦🏾‍♀️ lord be a helping hand so I can finish them all #shortstories #shortstory #shortstoryauthor #wattpad https://www.instagram.com/p/CEC0V_FDqNI/?igshid=1a59zkfinz4tv

The Cat Chat Writers: Introduction: What We're Doing Here, What Inspired It, and Who We Are

I'm (Amanda) reading a book called The Curiostiies. It's a book of short stories by Maggie StiefVater (one of my favorite authors). Tessa Graton, and Brenna Yovanoff. The stories came from a blog they started together where they wrote and shared short stories. As a way to practice, and improve their craft. And to have fun. I thought this was a really cool idea, so I went to three of my closest writer friends and asked if they were interested in this idea. Luckily, they said yes! So, this is what we're going to do here. Share short stories. Either free form, or we'll all pick the same prompt and write on it, which we think would be really cool to see the way all three of us would write on the same prompt. Honestly, we're not yet totally sure how often we'll post on here, we're just going for it!! That being said, read on for a little introduction and information about each of us. And be sure to come back to this blog to see the stories we share!!

Hi, my name is Amanda Leigh!! As I said above, I had this idea because of the book that I'm reading. I thought the concept of having a fiction blog with a couple of writer friends was a really cool idea. Lucky for me, my friends agreed, and here we are, diving right in!! I write multiple genres. I write poetry as well as fiction. As for fiction, I've published Paranormal Romance, Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Dark Paranormal Romance, and Horror. I've also written a Romantic Historical Suspense, and am writing a Fantasy novel. I am definitely a multi genre writer. I do think I love the more fantastical. Things like Paranormal and Fantasy. And also things that are on the darker side. I like to play around and not be boxed in by one genre. I have a cat named Sawyer who is the love of my life. I'm madly in love with a couple of fictional characters (and have crushes on dozens more). I love reading, cooking, art, Psychology, Marvel, Harry Potter, Doctor Who, and Elvis. I'm really looking forward to this blog!!

Amanda's Author Website: https://www.authoramandaleigh.com/

Hey, I’m Jessica and I love writing poetry and short stories about nature, dreams, and memories. My favorite genres to read are historical fiction and fantasy. I decided to join this blog project because writing with friends is both fun and inspiring to me.

Find Jessica on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Jessica-VanderWerff/e/B01D94M2RW

Hello! My name is Rebekah Palmer and I have been practicing the craft of writing since 2012. During 2020, my writing was limited to social media posts and not much extra curricular. When Amanda Leigh messaged me about a blog run by three of us authors, I decided to join in because I need to get back into the habit of what has been my work identity. I am excited to be contributing to this space with two of my writer friends and I hope others find our content intriguing.

Rebekah's Website: https://rebapalmer87.wixsite.com/authorrebekahpalmer

We're excited to get started in this, and hope that you'll enjoy it, too!!

Hello everyone and hope you’re having a good week so far! Today I’m taking part in the #onlyonegenre challenge which I was tagged in by @field.of.books I found this so tough as I read quite a lot of different genres - I love literary fiction, thrillers and crime, horror and fantasy and I’ve always got a nonfiction book on the go. Today I’m sharing some of the short stories collections I’ve collected - most unread of course 😂 as I do love the magic there can be with an author who is gifted at writing short fiction. I’ve also got quite a few on my Kindle I’m excited to get to. My absolute favourite is What It Means When A Man Falls From The Sky. I just want everyone to read it! 😍 Other than that, I’ve read and enjoyed Four Past Midnight and some of 20th Century Ghosts. I’d love to know how you feel about short story collections. Love, hate or ambivalent? 🤣 Also If you’ve got any recommendations for ones I need to read, let me know in the comments below! #bookstagram #bookstagrammer #shortstories #shortstoriescollections #shortstoryauthors #victoriahislop #thelastdanceandotherstories #whatitmeanswhenamanfallsfromthesky #lesleynnekaarimah #aguidetobeingborn #ramonaausubel #foxseason #agnieszkadale #20thcenturyghosts #joehill #whyvisitamerica #matthewbaker #fourpastmidnight #stephenking #afterparties #anthonyveasnaso #hagforgottenfolktalesretold #bookstack #tbrpile https://www.instagram.com/p/CU-uJGhgTGD/?utm_medium=tumblr

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It's Dawn! The time of the day which passes seconds by seconds remembering you, missing you. If you ever pass by my lane, do come over for a conversation, As it's getting tough to deal with the Dawn! It's hard to believe you are gone forever. --------------------------------------- तीसरा पहर! वोह दो पहर तो मारूफियत में यूंही गुज़र जाते है, रिंगटोन ओर ईमेल कुछ सोचने का मौक़ा ही नहीं देते. मगर तीसरे पहर जब सब कुछ खामोश होने लगता हैं, तब तुम्हारी खलिश महसूस होती है, वोह चाय पे दिन भर का हाल सुनने वाला जो अब कोई नही. किसी दिन अगर मेरी तरफ आना हुआ, तब यह तीसरा पहर साथ जरूर गुजार लेना, क्योंकि बहुत मुश्किल है इसके साथ रहना। ----------------------- #lonelyquotes #shortstory #lovestory #mythoughtsinwords #lovequotes #loveispainful #itsdawn #teesrapeher #shortstoryoftheday #shortstoryofinstagram #storytelling #loneliness #iamaloner #storytellers #storytellersofinstagram #storytellersofindia #storylovers #lovestorylovers #writers #authors #bloggers #shortstorywriters #shortstoryauthors #storyreaders #readerscommunity #readersofinstagram #englishstorytelling #hindistorytelling #urdustorytelling (at India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CMhgxb8lN7i/?utm_medium=tumblr

Blue Egg Adventures... What’s with the username? 11 years ago I had a character idea 💡 Her name was Nixie. She lived on a floating town on the ocean with her twin brother, Trent. I wanted to paint her in my art class but needed to “artsie” it up a bit. Stumbling across a photo of robin’s eggs in a nest, I drew her holding the nest and ran with it. By the end of the semester, with my professor’s prompting, I’d created an illustrated short story about how the discovery of the eggs helped Nixie come to terms with her father’s death. 🧵🐣🌅 Years later, I decided to start my own art business. The story had stuck with me, so I decided to use the blue eggs in my business name. Soon those eggs began to represent hope and healing for others. I took my little book to events and saw it touch people, sometimes bringing them to tears. The eggs had become bigger than me and my dream to sell art. My passion changed to wanting to help others through my art and stories. To bring adventure, hope, healing, and smiles to people. Just like the eggs had done for Nixie. But her story isn’t over yet. Her first short story is in print format, on my Etsy (shameless plug - the link is on my linktree, along with the blue egg nests). But a rough draft for a young adult novel is done and I’m brainstorming several more, aiming for an adventure series that will bring hope to people. Until they are completed, my business name is a reminder of what started it all - Nixie’s adventure with blue eggs. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ (If you like this photo, I’m also plugging @morganpotterphoto who is absolutely amazing!!) ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #sacramentosmallbusiness #itsablueegglife #localartist #username #blueeggs #robinsegg #robinseggblue #hopewriterlife #bringinghope #bringinghopetolife #nixieandtheblueeggs #writinghope #herotoo #makingyousmile #businessnames #aboutme #brandingphotography #yaauthor #notyouraveragedystopia #oceanworld #livingontheocean #hopeandhealing #hopeandadventure #shortstoryauthor #artistsbook #illustratedshortstory #authorsofinstagram #storytime https://www.instagram.com/p/CFoPBjIDcYK/?igshid=ebkspzf54uza