Advent Drabble #21
Advent Drabble #21
(Because at the end, things come back to where they began.)
By necessity, many things are different here in Atlantis than on the surface, and Arthur is always surprised each time, though he shouldn't be after ten years.
It's bedtime. The children gather around him. He lifts the youngest onto his lap and tousles her dark hair. So many things he's lost over the years, and so many he never knew he wanted until he found them.
His wife folds her arms. "So what is this, again?"
Arthur touches the precious pages of the book, rare as sunlight down here.
"My grandfather loved this story," he says, and begins to read.
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Have a great holiday, everybody!
(Because at the end, things come back to where they began.)
By necessity, many things are different here in Atlantis than on the surface, and Arthur is always surprised each time, though he shouldn't be after ten years.
It's bedtime. The children gather around him. He lifts the youngest onto his lap and tousles her dark hair. So many things he's lost over the years, and so many he never knew he wanted until he found them.
His wife folds her arms. "So what is this, again?"
Arthur touches the precious pages of the book, rare as sunlight down here.
"My grandfather loved this story," he says, and begins to read.
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Have a great holiday, everybody!