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Tree of life
#WritcoStoryPrompt16
She held on to the fragile branch with a death's grip as the roaring water threatened to drag her away.
She gasped as the bubbling swirls entered her mouth, salt water flowing down the way.
There was no hope left, as the lunar orbit, spun and callmed the precession of the equinox it was a tide puller and swept clean off of her feet, this was a serious force and was way to strong to...