The tender monk...


 Flash fiction:- Fiction of a type characterized by being very short, typically consisting of only a few words.


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Wandering through the mystic mountain ranges, the little monk sat atop a cliff, enthralled in serenity. Chaos erupted in a house far away, a loving mother and affectionate father, gasping at the open gate...

-Advait Nair

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