The Hawk
A red-tailed hawk screeched as it circled above. Grandfather pointed and said, “That is your spirit animal, my little one. You are a chosen one. It carries a message for you.”
“What do I do, Grandfather?”
“Clear your mind.”
“How will I know?”
“When your mind is clear, the message will come.”
“I’m trying to hear, but there is no message.”
“Stop trying, clear your mind.”
An eerie stillness settled in. “What will happen when they dig the new mine, Grandfather?”
The old man looked at the hawk circling and said nothing.
“We must stop them.”
The old man smiled.
From Guest Contributor NT Franklin
NT has been published in Page and Spine, Fiction on the Web, 101 Words, Friday Flash Fiction, CafeLit, Madswirl, Postcard Shorts, 404 Words, Scarlet Leaf Review, Freedom Fiction, Burrst, Entropy, Alsina Publishing, Fifty-word stories, Dime Show Review, among others.
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