Five-Sentence Fiction: Home

Another of Lillie McFerrin’s Five Sentence Fictions I missed. This is called home, and what d’ya know, apparently I consider Galway home… 

phallin via Flickr

phallin via Flickr

Home is a rainy place with green hedges and winding roads. Where the land was once imbued with magic, but hides its shadows and light under tarmac. Where the hills, worn by the rain of millennia, roll softly into generous farmland. Where the sea meets the shore, and the empty ocean teems with wonders. Where cobblestones rise to meet old stone in Galway city.

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