Saudade | A flash fiction story

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“There you are,” the Shaman said to Daisy, a large grin on his wrinkled face.

Daisy was sitting with one of her synthetic legs dangling down the thick bough of an ancient tree. The intricate cameras she had for eyes were lost beyond the few trees ahead, beyond the fading vegetation, lost in the desert neighboring the green forest.