The Natural Order – 100 Word FOWC with Fandango Microfiction Short Story

The Natural Order

He looks longing into her eyes, allowing a faint smile to escape his lips while tears gently roll down his cheeks.

“W-Why do you cry?” she asks softly as she reaches out and cup his cheek in her hand.

“The same reason bird sing in the morning, and the owl cries at night.”

She pulls away from him and looks at him with wide eyes as she takes several clumsy steps backwards. “W-W-What do y-you mean?”

Slowly he rises off the ground as his eyes glow bright. “WHAT I MEAN CHILD, IS THAT IT’S HOPELESS TO IGNORE THE NATURAL ORDER!”

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