Friday, August 16, 2013

When Worlds Collide

Copyright - Roger Bultot
Dave surveyed the wreckage before him and fought the urge to cuff his son, Chester, in the head. If he had told the boy once, he’d told him a thousand times there was a difference between the Land of the Forest and the World of the Humans. 

They were two very separate and distinct realms, each with their own rules and laws, and nothing good could ever come er two very separate and distinct realms, each with their own rules and laws, and nothing of their merging. This…well this was an excellent example of exactly what he’d always told the boy. Clearly, beavers were not meant to down trees in this place without some very…unfortunate consequences. 


This story was written for the weekly Friday Fictioneers flash fiction photo prompt. 

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