ShortStory, Story, Three line tales, Writing

The purple skies

Sneha

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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Published Poet and Writer. Expect to find Poetry, musings, Microfiction and more on my blog. Writing is my catharsis. I enjoy reading fiction and sketching.

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