The Wind's Grace
by E.Bush
Aeon trudged through the fierce heat of the desert, his will to return home fading with every drop of sweat rolling down his face. He suddenly stopped, all strength gone. Then a gentle breeze renewed his spirit, urging him to go on. Aeon rose and slowly made his way home.
This was my second entry in the AG Fine Arts Festival Mini Saga category back in 2023. I received the Outstanding Participant for this story in addition to the story advancing to the National Festival.
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