Mask- #WDYS

Written for Sadje's What Do You See #42. Does this picture inspire you to write something? Write an original story, poem or a caption. This is my first attempt at the 'Tanka' form of poetry. It's a form of Japanese poetry that follows- 5/7/5/7/7 syllable count per line. Image credit; Lucas Pezeta at Pexels Painted colours brightBroken... Continue Reading →

Mel’s Forest Adventure- #WDYS

Image credit- Lewis Roberts- Unsplash They were in a forest. Like literally in a forest. Could you believe it? I mean who wants to go camping in a forest for their holidays? Her family, that's who. "It's safe here, honey" her dad had reassured her while they were unloading their bags from the rented van.... Continue Reading →

A Mousy Bond- #WDYS

Image credit- Pixabay- S Hermann and F Richter "Not the green box, the black can please!" came a displeased squeak, as Kashish placed a box of cashew nuts in the food trolley. "But the it's a mega box, Stuart. It'll have more nuts than the can," the 13-year-old hissed back, even as she replaced the... Continue Reading →

The Magic of Hope- #WDYS

This is in response to Sadje's What Do You See #38. Does this image inspires you to write something? Write an original story, poem or a caption. Image credit- Stefan Keller- Pixabay The elderly mage stood waiting at the stairs of the Abode; gaze affixed at the cloudy morning sky. Just then, he heard the... Continue Reading →

Her Captured Smile

This story is for Sadje's What do you see #36. Does this picture inspire you to write something? Write an original story, poem or a caption. Image Credit- Pixabay- Ariadne-a-mazed I can’t quite recall when I’d met her. She seemed ubiquitous; vivacious and fiery, shy but full of mischief- to me, she personified life itself.... Continue Reading →

The Moonlit Castle- #WDYS

Image Credit- Pixabay- Ariadne-a-mazed Amrita sat at the counter of the bar, nursing her drink. Though a little further away from her university campus, the quaint decor felt homely to her. This town reminded her of the rustic villages back home. And it was a relief to be away from the frantic energy and buzzing... Continue Reading →

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