a beginning

Time for reality is over, time for fantasy begins


The ballerina smiled and was now able to move forward. The invisible wall was gone. But she began to struggle with another one. She was again looking, waiting for a reply.

Thinking I got the situation in hand, I waited for the next question but no question was on hand.

The ballerina was giving an expectant look. She was waiting for me.

Taxman nudge me again, whispering, “Is she for you?”

read the the story here:
www.sffworld.com – In Numbly Firs

In Numbly Firs @ WattPad


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