Tag Archives: #Three Line Tales

TLT: The Art of Life

The blank pages of your days will soon fill up. Keep painting your dreams and desires, yearnings and ambitions. But remember, the art of getting through life is balance. For Three Line Tales

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TLT: Resolute

At the first sliver of sunlight, she was out in the fields. Bathed in the warmth of the rays, the magnificence of the early morning sunrise never failed to awe her. Six months later when her sight was lost forever, … Continue reading

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TLT: Bullies Beware

Ridiculed and taunted, that night Gwendoline arose from her tear-stained bunk-bed, crept outside to the lake and months later, her body still undiscovered, stories surfaced of the summer camp being haunted by that child, whose woeful wails were heard by … Continue reading

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TLT: Just Another Day

She glanced heavenward at the night sky soon to be adorned with fireworks, surrounded by people eager to start the countdown. Giggling kids waved sparklers and for a moment, she wished to be in their shoes, innocent and unburdened. Those … Continue reading

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TLT: Grandma Knows!

But I want chocolate chips in the loaf! Maggie’s eyes brimmed with tears as Mum tried explaining that Grandma wasn’t allowed to eat any chocolate ingredients. Christmas morning, they went to visit Grandma in the nursing home and Mum proudly … Continue reading

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TLT: Magnanimous

Fuming inwardly, she clenched her fists and unknowingly crushed the flower she’d just plucked from her garden. Gazing at the crumbled petals in her hand, she suddenly got the sweet scent of the fragrance that now laced her palm. She … Continue reading

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TLT: Hidden Emotions

Smiling faces, hugs and happiness covered her wall, building a structure of all the clicked moments she wished to remember. But behind the laughter lurked the anguish of real life, ever ready to raise its sorrowful head. Sometimes she yearned to … Continue reading

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