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"The Lost Treasure" by rockyrobin2024
“Why?” The voice whispered towards the ground. A sad and lonely voice, on the edge of crying. "I don't get it," The voice continued. Tammy the Blue Shoyru sighed. The ground was not going to reveal its secrets so quickly. His gaze crossed the littered holes that surrounded the tree. Large and small, deep and shallow. Each of the holes lay barren as if to mock him. “Where?” He whispered again, his voice cracking from the dawning horror within his mind. It might not be here. His precious treasure - it might not be here. A patter of rain hit his shoulders. The weather had turned and time had run out. Tammy looked up to the sky, as if to ask them why they too would betray him now. Not now - he told the clouds - please just wait a few minutes more. Heaving with all of his strength - he picked up the shovel once more. “Please-” Voice cracking as he once again pushed the shovel with all his might into the ground. “I know it’s here” The cracking voice betrays the tears that started down his face. “I am sure! I’m positive. She said it would be here.” Once again only dirt was removed. “It has to be here. It has to…” Tammy found the strength leaving his body. His knees crashed to the floor, as the rain started to pour around him. “It has to-” Around him the holes started to fill with water, he could only stare ahead of him. His eyes in the distant past. A Blue Meerca was running past him, holding a smile on her face. “I’m Holly. What’s your name?” The same Meerca was holding a Negg in her hands.
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