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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Fables

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Four grains of sand, lying on a road. One turns to the other three and wonders at the possibility that they might all be related from the same eroded pebble. Cars whizz overhead. One of the three, who is slightly bigger than the others, replies that it is impossible, as he in particular has come from a piece of sandstone, whereas all the others are a composite of granite washed ashore millions of years ago and ground down on beaches to reach this very moment, scattered in the middle of a busy road. The other three remain silent. More cars fly overhead. This slightly larger grain continues....

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