Time (100 Words)


The sun washed earth enthralls the adventurous minds of two little friends. Their attention peaks at the sounds of feeding geese on the shoreline. The miniature convoy sets out to explore the ins and outs of the shallow bay. Inspecting closely, they find fresh water shellfish and the obsidian chips knotched by a warrior centuries before in the very same spot. The sun begins to fall to the backdrop of the big pines. The two little friends walk towards the tomorrow that awaits them. Long before their creation and long after, all footprints follow the path of the setting sun.

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