3 years of Mini Stories!

Short stories to read quickly, and think slowly.


A gentle breeze caressed Wo's face. "What is our legacy?" She asked her pupils, finishing the meditation.

"Unity!" Answered the pupils in unison.

"I asked what it is, not what we'd like it to be." After a small pause and observing her pupil's confusion, she continued, "There's a mark Humanity already left everywhere; from deep oceans to deep space."

Baffled, the pupils remained in silence.

"Trash," she exclaimed.