Wordle 540

It was the limit, she wouldn’t spill another tear, her patience was finished.  She would lock the gate and throw away the key.   He would string her along no more.

Decisively she turned to follow the trail back home, her features carved like stone, and with each step her heartbeat grew fainter.

If anyone had been watching they may have noticed that as the sunset her shadow diminished.  In fact, with each tick of the clock her façade grew fainter, lacy even, and as she began to sob, she winked out of existence.

Another lovelorn girl transformed into a fairy.

Wordle 540

© NopeNotPam

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