Marked by the Moon
my friend exclaimed, pulling me towards the swing set.
While my friends played on the swings, a man approached, holding a captivating flower. It had a rare, beautiful black color. I accepted it with a smile, and the stranger pointed ahead. There, a tall man stood with a powerful aura. He smiled at me. I couldn't explain the uneasy feeling that washed over me, but the sight of him made me shiver in fear.
I quickly sought out my mother. "Mum, Mum look at this," I said, showing her the unique flower. "Where did you get this from?" she asked as she examined the flower.
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