Microfiction: Hope and Ease
Hope
A young woman woke up at dawn and began gathering dew from the leaves, flowers, and grass in her garden. She put them into a small glass vial in preparation for the day’s work. She wore a white silk dress with gold embroidery and had long, braided hair. She travelled first to a woman hoping to be pregnant, and, smiling, sprinkled some of the dew on her. Next she went to a man who had been sick for many years and secretly left him a few drops. Finally, she sprinkled some on a family hoping to travel to a new country.
Ease
A man carrying a laurel branch and dressed in an expensive suit entered a house. The mother and daughter loudly argued in the kitchen. The man stood in the doorway and moved his hands like he was giving a presentation, but he made no sound. The pair lost their anger and reconciled. The man moved to the house next door, where he made the same gestures over a man stressed out about his job. He ended his day at a church, and made the arm motions behind the silent worshipers. Each place he made an impact his presence went unnoticed.
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