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The little leaf., a short story by kitosdad. Times viewed: 265

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Intro: Things don't go as planned for the little leaf.

The brook, which in Summertime gently gurgled parallel to the path way, was today in full flood, almost overflowing its small banks. The thawing snow had caused a great flood of ice-cold water to enter the small culvert and surge forward to find a source of release.

The old Oak which stood on the bank of the brook, had given up all of its leaves to the strong Autumn winds, that is, all but one.
This last leaf had been sturdy, and its hold on the branch of the Oak had been strong and vigorous, but now, now in its old age and lacking its former companions, it finally surrendered its hold on the branch.

Gently it floated downward contenting itself in the knowledge that in its decaying it would feed the mighty Oak that had once been its parent.
Who knew, it may be again reborn, reborn to deck the limbs of its parent once more.
A sudden flurry of wind altered the course of its descent, and it landed on the surface of the dark swirling water.

It was pulled violently beneath the surface and pounded against the side of the bank.
On and on it sped, sometimes beneath the surface and sometimes atop.
"This isn't suppose to happen to me," the leaf thought to itself. "I'm supposed to nestle at the feet of my parent until I decay, and in my decaying I would provide sustenance for my parent.

But all of its thoughts and hopes were in vain, for the water carried it far, far away, to the stormy turbulent sea, where it was pulverised into tiny fragments and eaten by the fishes who dwell there.

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