Ashley Fairbanks
Bio
Just a mountain girl, with a pen. It won't be great, but it won't be bad.
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Blackberry Summer
She kicked the gravel under her feet, turned her head towards the sky and took a deep breath in. The sun was making its way behind the rubble, before disappearing for the evening. She pulled an old magazine clipping out of her pocket and tried to imagine life then. An ad for The Smoky Mountains National Park from 2019 that showed the sun setting over the mountains which made the sky look like it was on fire. Her grandmother had always told her stories of what life was like before. She would always talk about her mother’s garden and the way the blackberries tasted right off the vine. Yarrow was distracted when she heard her name over the loudspeaker, and it made her jump. She looked up the side of her tower and saw her lieutenant leaning out the window of the 10th floor, waving for her to hurry. Yarrow quickly ran inside to make her way to her post. “What even is a blackberry?” She said to herself as she started to climb the ten flights of stairs.
By Ashley Fairbanks3 years ago in Earth