Flash Fiction: Go To The Mountain And See

Though ruffled and abused, the map showed this was the place. This, at the top of the mountain, was the location I’d been told to visit. I spoke to the masters of all the arts, and they said, in one voice, to go to this spot and see what was there. That it would be the most memorable moment of my life.

It didn’t disappoint—except in almost every way possible. Continue reading

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