Science Fiction

The Memory of Trees

By Lynette Mejía
Jun 13, 2018 · 836 words · 4 minutes


The old man held the brush above the paper, his fingers trembling as the sound of footsteps grew louder in the hallway. Around him the pale walls shivered, their pastel colors twisting and swirling together in rapid succession.

A guard entered, striding with broad, confident steps over to where the wizened figure sat in front of the easel. He glanced down at the thick, creamy paper affixed to its surface, his eyes momentarily flicking to the walls. Then he looked at the old man and sniffed,...

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