Morning Hike with Sister

Brenda squeezed her eyes in pain, as she gingerly placed her left foot on the ground. Her decision to walk to the 'HealthLicious' Summit had seemed like a good idea last night, breaking in her new grey running shoes. "Serves you right," Brie smirked, leaning against her bicycle. "Told you to wear mom's boots for... Continue Reading →

Trees- #100WW

Standing below the trees, in the woods behind my resort, I breathed in the fresh air. Away from my hectic life full of commitments and deadlines, I felt the surrounding silence soothe my soul. The cool breeze stirred the leaves, as though coaxing them of old secrets. Bracket branches, reach for the sky;Awaken viridians, rushling... Continue Reading →

Their Family Meal

Image from Unsplash "I'm starving!" Rijul announced as he swaggered into the kitchen. It smelled wonderful, which made his stomach grumble again. "Go wash up and call your sister. Dinner will be ready in 5 mins." With a nod, Rijul rushed towards his sister's room. Dinner that night, consisted of carved chicken roast, with mashed... Continue Reading →

Rose Blossom Frost

Photo by Juanjo Menta on Pexels.com It was much debated,the doom befalling the world;Would it end in icy white,or yield to dark raging fire? But beyond the realms of passionand the reach of cold cunning;Lies a field forgotten,bathed in streaks of grey. And in there resides,these creations of colours;The ones beyond the norm,that fail to be... Continue Reading →

The Decision

Untouched books crowded his shelves, shiny leather spines and faded first editions, meticulously dusted and never read. But the rows of books, in a well furnished room certainly projected an image of respectability. Ryan mentally scoffed at the props, before he slowly exited Dorian's study, leaning heavily on his cane. Despite the comforts of cars... Continue Reading →

Poetic, you say?

Photo by Brooke Lewis on Pexels.com Let me tell you a tale, so that you can understand my metrophobia. 'What's that, you say?' It's the irrational fear of poetry. Oh, others may think I'm an unreliable narrator. But what do they know? It's my tale... Now, where was I? It had all begun with Disha's... 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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