 | Genre: Wee Story | Word count: 60 |
Footprint
I've been stranded for four years or more on this island. I no longer know whether it be Tuesday or Christmas Day, having lacked the necessary foresight to have a calendar upon my person when shipwrecked.
Today, though, has been a revelation. Walking along the beach, I came upon a single footprint.
Aha! I said to myself, it be Friday.
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