Photo by Richard Clark Baron Wilhelm Eddard Gunther von Eklund the Fifth, Breaker of Horse Statues, Champion of the Left-Handed, Collector of Spikes and Other Sharp Bits, gazed down from the parapet of his family's old castle. They were coming for him and his spikes, but never before had this castle fallen, nor would he be … Continue reading Indomitable, Three Line Tales, Week 179
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Blinding Light – 3LineTales
The light was blinding, and yet the air stood still, the scene before them like a moving photograph, or a silent film. He took her hand in his own, feeling the familiar texture of her skin as he stared into the unknown. There was nothing else to do when faced with a thousand alien ships … Continue reading Blinding Light – 3LineTales
The Artifact – 3LineTales
I'm going to try something a little different this time. This week's Three Line Tales photo prompt has brought back memories of a story I wrote some time ago. Indeed, this photo captures the heart and essence of my Storm Hamilton series, the clash of technology and nature, but with a optimistic gaze to the … Continue reading The Artifact – 3LineTales
Terrible Memories – 3LineTales
I haven't been able to look at a swamp without a feeling of dreadful sorrow, not since my earliest memories as a child, memories of pain and loss, from an experience that left me forever scarred. I look at the scene before me and a single name pierces the last sanctum of my troubled psyche. … Continue reading Terrible Memories – 3LineTales
Come and Stay a While – 3LineTales
Exits signs usually come in two varieties, red or green. The former always makes it seem like you're fleeing a disaster, the latter, on the other hand, is like a go signal that you've been waiting for all night, a chance to escape social confinement. Geri thought pink was a much more welcoming color, a … Continue reading Come and Stay a While – 3LineTales
3LineTales – Finding the Answers
Libraries were once the sanctuaries of knowlege, shining citadels that long stood against the darkness of ignorance, though in our current times they have fallen out in favor of the instant gratification of shimmering screens. But Susan knows well, the faster your gratification, the faster you get found out, so she scours the dusty shelves … Continue reading 3LineTales – Finding the Answers
Whose Kingdom? – 3LineTales Week 133
"Dad took me to Overlook Rock and he said, 'Everything the light touches will be yours someday.'" "He did?" Kwame asked apprehensively. "Yeah, but it was night time, so I couldn't see anything!" *Written as a response to the Three Line Tales Week 133 photo prompt. It's been a while since I did one of … Continue reading Whose Kingdom? – 3LineTales Week 133
Darkness Wakes – 3LineTales
Midnight came crashing upon the empty street, silence its vanguard. A lone figure struggled across the broken blacktop; each step stronger and more surefooted than the last, each heavy breath bringing a new memory of times old. She did not know where she was going, could not remember who she was, other than that she … Continue reading Darkness Wakes – 3LineTales
Eternal Segregation–3LineTales
No matter how hard she strained, she could not reach the green trees beyond the beach; the sea always pulled her back into his ancient embrace. She had seem them grow from saplings to giants, tall and beautiful, close but untouchable friends. The ultimate curse of being a water elemental was separation. *Written as a … Continue reading Eternal Segregation–3LineTales
Sun-shaded Self — 3LineTales
Yellow was the color of the fiery sun; it was his color--or her color. He was no longer clear on which it should be. He was Apollo, god(ess) of the sun and charioteer(ess?) of the sky, after all; what did it matter the form she took? *Written as a response to the Three Line Tales … Continue reading Sun-shaded Self — 3LineTales
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