At the edge of some trees he rested at the edge of a deep, dark puddle. The water was still and Em could see the dark trees and hills reflected inside that upside-down world. Only his own reflection stared solemnly back at him from the puddle.
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Short StoryCopyright © 2016 Lëaf Ednïwinga-Makin Books Publishing All Rights Reserved http://emthestory.weebly.com/ Em is lost in a dark, empty world. He doesn't know where he's been or what he's searching for, but he does know that it's something very speci...