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TLT: Days Of Sorrow

19 May

photo by Kirsty TG

all those letters that I waited from you, not knowing if you come back
those days full of sorrow, when I thought you were dead
but I can’t wait no more, my heart is slowly cracking instead

 

This post was written for TLT challenge. 

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TLT – Life Direction

17 Mar

(c) Sonya, 2008

Everybody was telling me which direction I should take on my life path.

I wished I could see through and decide the best way possible.

Now I know what I did not know then. Sometimes the answer you seek is quite obvious. You don’t even have to try that hard. Focus on the positive things in life and everything will be just fine.


This post was written for Three Line Tales.

Savior

11 Mar

 

Stella arrived with her husband to the agreed place. It was an empty parking lot with one rubbish bin. They have been told to leave the money in it.

“But this is the middle of nowhere”, Stella freaked out. She wanted her daughter back as soon as they give the money to these people who kidnapped her.

“They want to be sure we wouldn’t come with the police. If they are watching us right now, they see we are here alone.” He looked around and tried to find some spot from which they could be watched. But there was just an abandoned gas station and open road surrounded with nothing.

“Let’s leave the money in the rubbish bin.” Tim approached to the place when he saw a man getting closer to them. Tim’s heart started to beat faster. He realized this man could kill them both.  Instead he grabbed the bag with money and told to Tim and Stella to get in the car. Then something unexpected happened. The man got into the car with them.

“I know where your daughter is. I will help you to get her back. Now let’s get out of here.”

This post was written for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner – Week 11.

 

Farewell

10 Mar

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photo by Samuel Zeller

“Why would I ever consider leaving Tim?” Anna was staring to her brother’s eyes and kept asking him this question over and over.

“Because this is not a healthy relationship, Anna. For Christ’s sake, he is a criminal! He can get you in some trouble! And now you are even planning to run away with him? Police is searching for him! When will you open your eyes and see that this is dangerous?”

“He is the love of my life. I can’t leave him. I am going with him.” Anna was determined. She was looking at her brother’s face trying to memorize every feature of it. She knew this was the last time they saw each other. They were sitting in a cafe with beautiful view to the cathedral. A perfect place for a goodbye.

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A Dangerous Path To Freedom

9 Mar

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I see these walls and steps that I am walking on and I realize that I will never walk them again. I will never touch these walls again. These are my last days on this castle. Tomorrow I will be on the run.

I was forced to marry this despot who calls himself king. But he never knew the true meaning of this word. My father was the real king.

I will sacrifice everything only to get free from this tyranny of his. The only way to do so is to kill him and run as far as possible. I will live in poverty maybe but it is worth it. I have to do it otherwise I will be the dead instead.

And so I walk these steps the last time preparing myself for the most dangerous path in my life. Till this time I was the oppressed one. But not anymore.

Written for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

TLT – Wonderland

3 Mar

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photo by Glen Noble (click here for the full res version)

Henry entered the library and found himself surrounded by books. 

He could hear his heart beat very clearly.

The well-trodden path led him to the very place he was looking for. He found the gate to the fantasy world.

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