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Submitted to Contest #169
It was a crisp fall day. One of those where the air feels like glass, but the crunching of fallen leaves sounds like a lullaby. The sky was gray blue, the earth cold and solid. Jack felt strong. He’d lived his whole life on this plot of land. He knew his neighbors – sturdy, reliable folk for the most part. They tended to their property, grew life from roots in its soil. Made the world green and beautiful. Visitors would come through sometimes, kicking up their carefully settled spaces, grabbing whatever they’d like from the vine as i...
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