The Hub

This is a fictional story I’ve started work on and wondered what people would think of it?

The Hub

12 trees in a circle all Scots Pine.

There are no branches lower than 20ft, then things got strange. Pine trees normally grow sparse of limb with almost all the branches in the top 20% of the trunk. Within this circle all the trees were linked forming a dense canopy. If you were lucky enough to be in the canopy you would find the lowest branches formed a floor like structure, a solid green mass round the entire circumference of the circle. The strangeness continued with the needles on the floor being soft enough to walk on in bare feet with no pain or sensation other than a peaceful joy filled heart.

Then if you walked around the walkway created by that floor. You’d find 12 rooms, well not really rooms more like houses. Within each of these there were four hammocks made from honeysuckle with the flowers concentrated at one end. Forming a circle with the flowers around and the centre clear of anything other than a sort of silver grey moss creating the softest natural surface you are ever likely to find.

Then there were several chairs created from strong pine stems, making a woven surface, that is other than where you would sit, there you’d find more silver grey moss 1/2 an inch thick as opposed to the 4 inches on the hammocks.

These house like structures were all on the inside of the circle but the outside was just as weird.

Here there were another 12 rooms but these were rooms just big enough to take two people at most. There was a gap in the canopy in these rooms creating a window over the mountains surrounding the Hub. Facing each window was a single chair of similar construction to those in the inside rooms.

The craziest thing was all the rooms had a bright green glow that created a light to settle the angriest of souls. This glow appeared to come from the trees themselves. Anyone lucky enough to find themselves amongst this glowing light always felt brighter, more alert but mostly more alive.

This whole community felt strange but strange in a good way. The strangeness was a cleansing reaching deep into your very soul.

Who had created this amazing living space and who lived here?

If any of the locals had been inside the hub they might have asked themselves these questions. The answer would have stunned them all. No one built the hub!

Before there were people on the earth in the centre of the hub there had been a circle of pine tree seedlings. Maybe 5 feet in diameter This was the beginning of the Hub.

As the trees grew it was almost like they were walking, moving very slowly, to make the hub bigger to accommodate the larger pine trees. However the only thing in the area long lived enough to notice the movement were the rocks the mountains were made from. If there had been time lapse photography around, you would need to set the time lapse at one frame each millennium.

This would also have shown the branches weaving themselves together. Forming a full circle, all of the rooms and the furniture. Since the process was so slow no one ever noticed how weird this circle was becoming.

At times some people said, from a distance, they could see a green circle high on the mountains but up close they saw nothing. Because the glow was filtered by the pine needles. From a distance you could see it as you would a spot light in the night sky. Now and then people would go looking to see what the glow was and most of them returned saying “it must a trick of light from a distance”. However some of them never returned. They would set of to look for the glow and the last time anyone saw them was when they walked into the hills. Well of the people who were living when they disappeared.

However at around the same time, in a village or town on the other side of the mountain, There would be a stranger walk out of the mountains. They would be using the name of someone who went missing over a century ago. It would appear as if they were that person. If you had a photo of the missing person you not only be convinced it was the same person but that they were still the same age. They hadn’t aged a day in over 100 years.

Over the years there had been accusations of witchcraft, abduction by aliens and even of death & re-birth.

None of these were true however.

What was happening to them? Where did they go for over a century?

Was it relevant that on they’re return everyone of them became a warrior to save our natural world?

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6 thoughts on “The Hub

  1. Hi!

    I saw your story-snippet, and I think it’s awesome that you’re working so hard to write a story–often beginning is the hardest part. There is much advice that I would like to offer you, but for now I will limit myself to only this; When writing fiction, it is often best to describe, rather than specify. Say not “pine trees usually have branches on the top 20% of their trunks,” but rather say “despite their close growth, these pine trees remained thickly-branched for most of their height” or similar. Or say not “The moss was 1/2in thick,” but use some words to describe it instead: “The moss was luscious and thick” or “the deep moss promised to comfortably cushion any posterior which chose to grace its location.” Words are beautiful and meaningful, and they’ll never run out. Numbers, on the other hand, are often dry and empty.

    I’d recommend going through what you have and trying to change every specific number or measurement into a string of words instead (and if you have to skip a few for now, that’s okay). Your story (and your writing in general) will only benefit from it.

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  2. You know I love your writing so much. I have only one negative thing to say and that is, your stories leave me hanging on dearly hoping that you’d finish them! I know you are stretched in caring for everyone and so busy with very little free time. Maybe one day fingers crossed you will complete one when we get our white place, views & turrets, the writing “room with a view”
    Btw have u got the name of the writers mag for my lovely niece pls? X

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