New Hope

Sapling. CC2.0 photo by Jason Scragz.


There seemed no hope for us, a dying people. Forgotten. Forsaken. The prophecy had long been buried. The rich heritage had all but dried up, leaving us with a future filled with death and sorrow.

When he was born the story of the mark spread as fast as a rushing river.

“In the darkest hour a child will be born,

bearing the mark of new life upon his face for all to see.

This child will crush your enemies and bring forth a new age of prosperity.”


It was hard to believe, but a new hope filled our dying hearts.


Warm Up Wednesday. Just for fun, no judging. 100 word story based on photo prompt.

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