Hiding

Hiding

“Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”

I hung the painting between a sketch of a snow-filled alley and a watercolor print. “Trust me, no one looks in the obvious places.”

Sidney glanced nervously over her shoulder. Then she stepped back, quickly lifting up her camera to take a photo. “Just in case,” she said. She snapped the shutter closed. “Let’s hurry. Ella’s train will be here any minute.”

Inspired by Sonya’s #3LineTales at Only100Words. Interested in writing your own three lines? Here’s the original prompt. Happy three-lining!

Ella

Ella

Ella closed her eyes. Tired of the bleak landscape, she leaned against the window, letting the dull motion of the train rock her to sleep.

By noon, she slipped into dreams and the flat brown fields transformed

into a language bright and wild.

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Unmoored

SOS

Eyes sunken in, hair matted with salt, skin taut against our bones–Ella and I must have looked a sight. It seemed like ages ago that we were lounging on the beach, painting our nails and comparing summer reading lists.

I had put Life of Pi on mine but, given the present circumstances, I figured I could probably cross that one off.

Inspired by Sonya’s #3LineTales at Only100Words. Interested in writing your own three lines? Here’s the original prompt. Happy three-lining!