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TLT: Guilty

The dead bodies on the screen finally broke him. They found him with his brains splattered all over the wall. The suicide note he’d left read: Guilty of collateral damage. For Three Line Tales

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TLT: One Day

As the occupation forces closed in, defiant hands rose in the air and cries of freedom echoed all around. A flag was hoisted in the crowd and instantly bullets flew, metal met flesh and bodies fell. Killed, wounded but not … Continue reading

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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: Only One?

Choose one? Only one?! For little Belinda, that was impossible. When Mummy got the box of macaroons after dinner, the small bite taken from each sugary delight was clearly visible. All eyes immediately turned towards a guilty looking Belinda. For … Continue reading

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TLT: No

Pretending to examine a fallen leaf she hid from view, as her colleagues up ahead disappeared inside the cafe. It was the weekend and she simply felt like going home and curling up in front of the fire with a … Continue reading

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TLT: Home-Grown

No bank account and pennies few, a gargantuan pumpkin Henry grew He carved and scooped through and through, to make himself something new When they came to take his house, Henry shifted to his new place and lived in a … Continue reading

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TLT: Meaningless

Weddings were boring. I selfishly hoped something ‘Runaway Bride-ish’ would happen today. It didn’t, Gwen looked stunning, with everything executed to perfection and when I got home, I took out all my wedding photos that once graced my bedroom walls … Continue reading

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TLT: Unreal

Fire! Fire! They raced frantically along their neighbourhood streets as the dancing flames followed their screams. Pedestrians kept walking, unfazed; owners walked their dogs, mothers pushed their strollers, conversations continued unbroken. Grandpa James scowled from his front porch, it all … Continue reading

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