for Six Sentence Stories where the given word is Stroke.‘
We’d watch as she moved slowly from place to place seemingly unaware of the world around her, her pallid presence blending into the surroundings.
She disappeared for a while, to where I know not but when she returned she’d changed, and not by a little.
The change was dramatic.
She’d shed her cloak of grey, and instead of skulking in the shadows, she basked in the warmth of the sun outshining everything around her.
Then with a stroke of her multicoloured wings, she rose into the sky and danced among the sunbeams.
The change was complete.
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