Roasted rare Earthen tuber, orange like the setting sun, melted sweet and warm on her tongue. She studied her creation on the plains below. Her Youngling workforce departed, dragging their feet, hair blowing heavy in the evening breeze.
She turned and left.
“Here she is!”
A crowd cheered as she emerged, awaiting her grand reveal.
Her award, a sculpture in her likeness.
“-for your work in advancements of Younglings. Look what you’ve created through them!”
A wall slid away, revealing her creation; the first city.
Gasps turned to cheers.
She beamed with pride, what would she craft next?
© 2021 Rebecca Glaessner
March 4, 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that includes sweet potatoes. It can be part of a recipe, meal, or used as a nickname. Where do sweet potatoes take you? The grocery store? The garden? Mars? Go where the prompt leads!
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