As a child, Astrid had always looked for portals to take
her to other lands. This passion continued into her young adult years, when workday
stress made her daydream of moss-covered worlds where fairies where quick to
throw their wonderful charms on kindred souls. But Astrid had stepped forward many
times only to face disappointment, sigh, and turn a good-natured eye to the
lovely new expanse or secluded garden room that failed to open its magic to
her.
Lately, times had been harder than hard: she'd lost
her job, and the rent was due. Downtrodden after being turned away from the
fifth interview in as many days, Astrid let her mind wander as she rode the bus
to an edge of town she'd never visited. The quiet seclusion of an abandoned
park called to her, and she hopped off at the closest stop. Along a weedy path
through the park, a crumlbing archway came into view, where she paused and held
her breath.
Dreams faded, Astrid shook her head and turned away,
but a glint of light dappling fresh green growth on the other side of the arch
caught the corner of her eye, and a whisper tugged at her ear calling her name
on a soft breeze. She tiptoed to the opening and rested a hand on a stone,
which creaked under her light touch and made her jump. Golden threads wove
through the tattered magic in her heart, and she inched a foot across into the
glittering glow, a smile rising on her lips.
Tea Leaf Tales is a series of original
ten-sentence short stories by Marsha A. Moore, relating to photos/scenes that
resonate with her.
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