Hi All,

Thanks to all that contributed last week and this week it’s Kristian turn again and you can check out his post on his blog. So let’s recap last weeks adventures.

The Rules:

Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!
The Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments. (so 50, 100, 150, 200 or 250 words)
Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.

Here’s the picture:

And the words:

“I took a deep breath, put my hand on the doorknob and unlocked the door.” – Christiana Miller – Somebody Tell Aunt Tillie She’s Dead

And here are the submissions for this week:

Sadje from Keep It Alive

Violet from Thru Violet’s Lentz

PCGuyIV from MY Author-itis

Kristian from Tales from the mind of Kristian

And here’s my submission for the week:

I took a deep breath and unlocked the door,

Staring bright eyed at the lighthouse’s light as the seagulls did caw.

I started up the steps two at a time,

I made haste, I did not whine.

Reaching the top I paused to draw a breath,

The sounds from above were making me fret.

Taking the last steps two at a time,

I made the top and stopped mid rhyme.

Before shocked eyes I did see,

Something which astounded me.

A polar bear and a hippo were drinking wine,

While swaying from side to side as they repeated the time.

The Rules:

Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!

The Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments. (so 50, 100, 150, 200 or 250 words)

Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.

Here’s the picture:

And the words:

‘ “Take me with you,” She whispers at the window.’ – Bellweather Rhapsody – Kate Racculia

And here are the submissions for this week:

And here’s my submission for the week:

“Take me with you,” She whispers at the window, her voice forlorn.

At first she had been hopeful, he had paused this time and she had met his eyes without blinking. His lips had pursed and then, without a word, he had turned and left … like had had every time before.

She knew what he was thinking, she was too young, too inexperienced, too trusting but with a quick glance over her shoulder, Tiffany pulled the door open and rushed into the darkness.

She wouldn’t be left behind this time; tonight she too would fly to the galaxies beyond.

Month: March 2020

50 Word Thursday #64 – The Results

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50 Word Thursday #62 – The Results

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