tltweek120 (1)photo by Kyle Head via Unsplash

 

She met him almost every night or at the crack of dawn in her dreams.

She longed for a blissful moment ,to be with him, holding his hands and dancing in the moonlight.

But he was rude to her even in her dreams.

Thank you Sonya for the prompt.

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.

 

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