On Hiatus: Story time
The first piece of flash fiction

Among the Trees
Hugh searched the dark cluster of pines for the robot, but nothing moved between them.
“There's no use waiting for it,” Emma said.
“I know...”
His sister shifted in her tracks and hiked her bow tight against her shoulder. “It doesn’t need us. It’ll come when it's ready.”
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