Three Line Tales, Unbound

Edge of Reason

Like Hermes cast down from Olympus, the three boys sped surefooted through an overgrown field. Swaying dandelions and meadow thistle charted their traverse across the expanse like a compass. The true north of their hearts was a wild unknown teetering at the field’s edge where depths of darkness waited with a hungry embrace.

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Three Line Tales, Unbound

All in a Day’s Eye

Annabelle doodled daisies wherever she went, sidewalks, notebooks, desks, doors, windows, walls, but her favorite was plucking their sunny faces, the petals adorning her lap and hair.

It’s been years since her fascination with daisies shut like the day’s eye at night.

I hadn’t realized how much I missed their innocence until I found the memory of one pressed between the pages of her favorite book, suspended in its youth like Annabelle with her golden-crowned head and bright eyes.

In response to: Three Line Tales, Week Forty-Six
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