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The passage of time…

Leaves and debris are all that remain in the old home.

Unseen shapes and unheard whispers linger in the passages.

Suddenly, a gust of wind whooshes through the cracked glass, blowing the leaves and scattering the memories.

 Inspired by a photo by Watari via Unsplash in 3LineTales

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Mane frame

A cold breeze rustles the tent flaps of the amusement park.

A flyer lifts in the gust and disappears into the darkness. Wooden horses glow grey in the eerie light of the carousel.

They wait…for the people to come and colour them with their laughter.

……

Why do we never go anywhere, asked the peach horse with the gold bridle.

“The people like it that way. The same patterns, the same results…afraid of stepping off. They’ll be back tomorrow…you’ll see,” replied the wise old grey, whose paint had long faded from the scuffing of shoes.

……

“Lights, camera, action”

Laughter rippled among the other horses as they strained against the poles to spot the joker in their midst.

But night had fallen and the caretaker had switched off the power supply.

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(3 short stories inspired by Sonya’s Three Line Tales photo prompt)

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A leap of fate

If she chose to keep walking the grey gravel path, life would go on just the same… no better, never worse.

Endless possibilities lay at the deepest end of the pool if she dived in, but she hesitated, for fear of what lay in between.

She made up her mind, closed her eyes and…

 
A short story for Sonya’s Three Line Tales photo prompt.

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