for Six Sentence Stories where the given word is Fountain.
The passage of time has been unkind to the garden, it’s become overgrown and the dilapidated fountain’s run dry.
Look, they’re still there among the dead leaves, the coins I threw into the water when I made a wish all those years ago.
What a fool I was to think it would come true, how stupid to wait all those years rather than move on.
I gather them up. They are old, soiled and worthless now, a bit like me.
As I turn to walk away, I fling them back and I’m sure I hear a splash; it’s a sign so I’ll make my wish again and wait a little longer.
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