TheWayfaringTree

By FergInCasentino

The Empty Pedestal

The fingers of the sun snuck down the snicket by the side of the house illuminating the empty pedestal. Run I ran quick quick to catch up a carving before the earth turned and the sun shone elsewhere casting the pedestal into its habitual deep, dark shadow.

Sunrise caught on the blog.

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