Inspired by MLMM's Tale Weaver- The End and incorporating Paula's Thursday Inspiration #82- Space. And in the end, the two became threeAs her scent pervaded these walls,wafting off your skin;She crossed the very threshold that I'd once marked in red. And in the end,there was just usTwo souls lying on far endsin the space between... Continue Reading →
When the day seems long and your spirits are down, a kind word goes a long way, to bring a smile. Just believe in yourself, you'll find the way;Now, mind your step Oh! What does it say? Written for Cyranny's "One Minute Fiction" challenge.What is it? Each week I’ll provide a prompt to inspire you... Continue Reading →
Written for MLMM's Photo Challenge #340, hosted by Nekneeraj. Photo by Oleg Zaicev on Pexels.com Amira emerged from the bathroom, rubbing her long wet hair with a towel as she glanced at the clothes laid on her bed."Does the yellow top go with the red skirt?" she asked, switching on the hair dryer for a quick... Continue Reading →
Inspired by Michelle's November Writing Prompts- Windmill waltzes Image by Johanna Montoya @ Unsplash Sepia seeped memoriesOf first glances,Of breath mingling;Some of sunny morn,Some of dew tipped grasses. Fingers entangled, we swayed;To the mellowed breeze,Ruffling brown locks. Toes trodden,Mis-steps arrhythmic,Those windmill waltzes. © 2020, Cozy Quiet Corner. All rights reserved.
Stepping into the balcony wearing just his pyjama bottoms, Donald took in the sight of a girl leaning against the balustrade. Clad in his white shirt, cradling a cup of coffee, rumpled hair framing a sleepy face devoid of any cosmetics, the sunrays shining on her made her look ethereal.This girl, of his dreams. Sliding... Continue Reading →
Rick gently guided his blindfolded girlfriend out of the car, turning her to face the entrance. "You can open your eyes now," he said, tugging the cloth off her face. Violet's eyes sparkled, as her lips broke into wide grin. "You brought me to a carnival!" She squealed, giving him a big hug. He remembered,... Continue Reading →
A week ago, he'd cropped up on the Bureau's radar, just when the rumours of the network planning an attack surfaced. Thus, Ellen had to sit before a room full of dour officials again. She arrived at the designated spot and looked him over. 'Harry' looked good, despite being on the run from the authorities... Continue Reading →