Mane frame

photo by Harpal Singh via Unsplash

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

A cold breeze rustled the tent flaps of the amusement park. A lone flyer lifted in the gust and disappeared into the darkness. Wooden horses glowed grey in the eerie light of the carousel.

They waited…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”

A ripple of laughter passed through 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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A leap of fate

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photo by Marc-Olivier Jodoin via Unsplash

 

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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