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Find your roots, you’ll be fine, the master had said.

He will lead the way… He will take you with him…

But Master, how will I know it’s him?

The master had smiled. Go now; follow the stars in the nights and the signs in the days…

And she had done so for a hundred years now. Finally the day had arrived.

She had stopped here and waited for signs, none came. But this museum held her strongly.

And then she saw him walking on the top floor. It was master’s estranged son! She stood there paralyzed. Had Master known?

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Another 100 word fiction for the awesome photo prompt by Susie Lindau! ( Madison you are dearly missed! :)  )

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