There is a garden where people gather to tell each other their futures. You cannot find it intentionally. You will stumble across a hidden place without looking for it, and you will find other similarly arrived visitors. As you get to know one another, you will begin to quite effortlessly tell one anohter of your own future lives. If you are lucky enough to visit the garden, you will find out something of yourself as you learn about others.
If I’ve managed to entice you, you can read the rest of the story over on this months Honest Ulsterman. Do make sure to check out the rest of the issue too! It really is a pleasure to be published alongside such lovely writers.
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