3Line Tales #14

photo by Tony Ross via Unsplash With pride she wore the colours of pride, her tales of sin painted upon her skin; Yet the sun in the sky and those mountains up high; Looked down on her same, just like all the other dames. Prompts This is written for Sonya's Three Line Tales #279 where we... Continue Reading →

3Line Tales #13

Written for Sonya's Three Line Tales #278. Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt.. Photo by Bekky Bekks via Unsplash Her decision to limp all the way seemed worth the ache as upon her entry, she inhaled the delicious smell of freshly baked goods that had permeated the old bakery. The first bite of the sumptuous dark... Continue Reading →

3Line Tales #12

Written for Sonya's Three Line Tales #249. Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt.. photo by Lavkush Gupta via Unsplash A silhouette against the pale orb, the Watcher perched on the bare branches. A pale hand, with bony fingers rose as the hysterical crowd quietened down; the creatures shifting about in excitement and anticipation. Triumph... Continue Reading →

3Line Tales #11

Written for Sonya's Three Line Tales #244. Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt.. photo by Girl with red hat via Unsplash Arun and Rima met at the entrance and moved hand-in-hand, down the vine-entwined arched passage-way at the park they met four years ago, . They exchanged their own seven vows, interspersed with laughter and kisses... Continue Reading →

3Line Tales #10

Written for Sonya's Three Line Tales #243. Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt.. photo by Dave Goudreau via Unsplash Yes, we dreamers and believers, having kept faith with you despite your blatant misuse of authority, have finally woken up to join the wave of protests that some brave souls started. Along with your loud speeches of... Continue Reading →

3Line Tales #9- Show

photo by Kazuo ota via Unsplash Ahana had been uncertain when given the opportunity to finally showcase the accessories collection she'd slogged over for months. Adding to that, her costume designer had bailed on her at the last minute, leaving her to improvise by draping the models in uniform ballet costumes. Backstage, Ahana awaited anxiously for her... Continue Reading →

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