A pebble story

Tibble was shot into the beach by a rogue looking wave. He was chipped away from a sedimentary rock several hundred miles north of the beach and was subject to much grinding. He was tossed around through the ocean bed, bumped into multiple corals and rolled in and out of beaches. It looked as if no beach was willing to accept him. Continue reading “A pebble story”


that shaky ground

“are you ready? let’s see how much farther you can make it this time!”, teased the ground. “But you are not being fair, I can’t find my next step, and I don’t understand why I am laughing, it feels nice and look there…”, Dorothy tried to distract the ground while she tried to take off for what seemed to be a hundredth time (maybe more, but she didn’t care!). Continue reading “that shaky ground”