She had always wanted to go to Copper Mountain but Jones had forbidden it from the time she was a small child. It would haunt her in her dreams and sometimes she could hear the Copper calling to her while she went about her daily chores. On the morning of her thirtieth birthday, she awoke to the sound of a crystalline voice telling her to GO. NOW!
The prompts for this short story:
Crystalline
Jones
Copper Mountain
Copyright 2024 Klaudia Grady
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