by Kai Delmas
The girl crashed through the forest shrubbery seeking aid, refuge, salvation.
Her fear tingled my leaves and thrummed through the earth into my roots. Her gods were not going to save her, but I could.
I opened my trunk to let her slip inside. I absorbed her tears and hushed her whimpers, hugging her in my motherly embrace.
Men were on her trail. I slapped the pursuers with my branches, tripped them with my roots. They would not come near her or me.
Bewildered, they tucked tail and ran without finding her. No one would ever find my sweet child.
Kai Delmas loves creating worlds and magic systems and is a slush reader for Apex Magazine. He is a winner of the monthly Apex Microfiction Contest and his fiction can be found in Martian and is forthcoming in Tree and Stone and several Shacklebound anthologies. Find him on Twitter @KaiDelmas.