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Ongoing, First published Aug 03, 2017
A mother and a child are sitting on the grass up on a hill watching sunset the sky be coming  warm colors and the breeze blowing through the grass and plants.

"you are a very special boy" the mom said to child.

"why that mommy " the boy asked.

"I tell when you older , for  now have fun go play with brothers" the mom said.

"okay mommy" the boy said.

the boy ran to his brothers who were down the hill who are playing with the flowers and making flowers crowns

"mommy said I am very special I wonder what mommy ment by that" the boy said to himself only he can hear.

the rest of the day the boy played with his brothers until the sun went down.
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The stranger under the willow tree

50 parts Complete Mature

On a frigid and blustery October evening, the radiant moon cast its glow upon a solitary willow tree, perched atop a hill. Beneath the tree sat a mysterious man, clutching a large, worn storybook. Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to a child, no more than 10 to 13 years old, wandering aimlessly nearby. With a welcoming gesture, the man motioned the child over to him. "Why are you out here all alone on such a freezing night?" he inquired with concern. The child merely shrugged in response. The man sighed and reached out his hand, offering it to the shivering youngster. Without hesitation, the little boy took hold of the man's hand and they made their way over to the willow tree where a cozy fire was already burning. "Here you are, little one," the man said gently. "Let's get you nice and warm." Seated by the fire, the child's eyes were drawn to the book resting against the tree. With a pointed finger, he indicated his desire for a story. The man smiled kindly. "Well then, let's dive into some tales, shall we?"