Beyond Cursory

garden sceneAt first she felt sad when she realized that not everyone saw what she did. No one else fathomed the faces or figures as she did: in nature, or carpet swirls, or grains of wood.

When she decided to make spying on the faces a game, she saw stories happening before her very eyes.

She saw a green-faced maiden, shunned because she didn’t fit in, befriending an injured dragon. Their lives forever entangled because of her act of kindness and his willingness to let her.

And all because she recognized a face in an unfurling fern frond.

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