Extinction

Leftovers from TinyPurpleMe 1 Minute

Every night, I’d tell her a story as I tucked her into bed: about feathery birds, roaring lions and squeaking mice.

She was in awe of my imagination: her favourites were the felines.

I dared not tell her they were history lessons.

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