Don’t forget, everyone, to please go to my last story, Emerald Grace, and take a look. It’s been a while since the last “big” non-fictioneers story, and there it is. There will be more on the way, now that some things have cleared up. But, until then, here’s the latest fictioneers piece:
copyright Madison Woods
If A Tree Falls
Somebody once said the old majestic tree in the park, the one with a skull in it, was not put there by accident.
It’s been said that the tree quickly grew up, enveloping a random goat that happened to try to gnaw on the sapling.
It’s been said that anyone who has harmed the tree, from the random piece of bark falling to a child climbing up it, has gone missing.
And here I am, a simple city worker, tasked with cutting down this tree because it’s supposedly rotting from the inside out.
Screw it, I’m gonna get a beer. They can fire me.
Music and Fiction 
Yes. I think a beer would be better than risking life and “limb!”
XD
Wise choice.
Dear Miles, Very smart city employee! At least now, maybe he will get to enjoy a beer – well away from the next victim to cut the tree down. If it’s rotting from the inside out – let it be! Good job!
Nan 🙂
Absolutely right to give that one a miss. Let the foreman do it. Great little story.
I think he’s made a wise decision! Sometimes the voices are right. 🙂
janet
Good for him! Stick it to the man and live lol.
Miles, Well-written story. If people and and animals had been disappearing around that tree and it was thought to be rotting, I don’t think I’d want to see what was inside. I wouldn’t even want to be around it. Well done. 🙂 —Susan