The purple skies

Here’s my entry for three line tales this week:

The little girl looked at the purple skies, sprinkled with fairy dust, and made a wish to live in the tall, mysterious tower she saw in the distance at the end of the village.

The lonely princess looked at the purple skies that matched the purple bruises on her skin and wished to be out there the village, free from this prison.

The purple skies faded away into dark night, leaving behind a thousand unanswered wishes.

Sneha Pathak

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