Sticky Fingers

Contributor: Victoria Elizabeth

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The kite tugged, held captive between chubby fingers coated in sugary loam. Silk paper fluttering, it dove beneath the wind, turning cartwheels across an azure sky.

The eastern breeze blew, whipping the delicate crepe basilisk into a frenzy of color. Even the most tenacious of sticky fingers could not contain the power of a wayward wind, and so released the truculent string.

The dragon rejoiced. The child cried. The east wind blew on.

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Victoria Elizabeth Ann is a lifetime student of the arts, literature, and life as a whole. She is currently studying Creative Writing at Full Sail University and aspires to publish a novel in the near future.
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