((Just pretend trees can live for 1,000+years.)) ((157 words.))
From the western side of Africa, morning arose.
The blazing sun's rays layed across the wide plains, causing commotion and excitement to ponder and rise.
The black beetles scurried out of hiding, tilting their heads up to another beguiling morning. While other animals, like the ground pangolion, were scuttering away into their underground burrows.
How do I know this? You may ask? Well...young, or old, reader...This is because I have been here for many years. I've seen each and every one of Nambia's glorious mornings rise, along with it's omnious nights... I've seen life been born before my very roots.. and I've seen death take it's own role, too...
It might seem horrifying to the human mind. But to me? It's wonderful...
You may wonder, how have I seen this? Well...like I said, I've been here for many years...
Because I, am Acacia tree.
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Random Short Stories/Prolouges
Krótkie OpowiadaniaRandom short stories and prolouges because why not. Some will be short stories or an AU or my characters in some setting or whatever. The prolouges will not be that long and I will probably have more of them. Hope you enjoy >3 (I do not own any a...
