The Pictorial Layers



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This post is written for Three Line Tales Challenge Number 49.  It is a challenge put forth by Sonya from Only 100 Words, where we are challenged to write a three line tale for the supplied image.

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photo by Andrew Neel via Unsplash

The black font makes it visible, the pointy end positions a direction, the threads tie firm, the stick is not straight and it is put on a coarse earthy table.

The ink, flag, fiber, stick and table – all products from the same tree.

Life is a photograph, of an assortment of versions put together!

The Real Talks


This post is written for Three Line Tales Challenge Number 46.  It is a challenge put forth by Sonya from Only 100 Words, where we write a three line tale for the supplied image.

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“They aren’t real”

“It’s mostly an artificial life”

Said the pink flower to the tiny red ones pointing towards the passer by human beings!

 

Time Freeze



Indian Bloggers

This post is written for Three Line Tales Challenge Number 45.  It is a challenge put forth by Sonya from Only 100 Words, where we write a three line tale for the supplied image.

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photo by Grant McCurdy via Unsplash

“What you get is what you capture! Freezing memories since ages.”
Yours faithfully,
Camera.


Also tagging for the daily post prompt: Treasure

Dry, Decay and Die



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This post is written for Three Line Tales Challenge Number 43.  It is a challenge put forth by Sonya from Only 100 Words, where we write a three line tale for the supplied image.

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photo by Sandis Helvigs via Unsplash

No matter what masks the face, it is going to dry, decay and die.

Be You.

It is honorable to dry, decay and die with true identity.


Note: I was a little lost with a sequence either to choose “dry, decay and die” or “dry, die and decay”. Decay being a process, I decided to keep it before die with no strong major reasoning to chose what so ever.

Ignorance is Bliss



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This post is written for Three Line Tales Challenge Number 42.  It is a challenge put forth by Sonya from Only 100 Words, where we write a three line tale for the supplied image.

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photo by Jace Grandinetti via Unsplash

You see those maze walls making the path narrow?

Well, they are just the illusion.

‘Ignorance is bliss’, for the way out!

Odd Man Out



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This post is written for Three Line Tales Challenge Number 41.  It is a challenge put forth by Sonya from Only 100 Words, where we write a three line tale for the supplied image.

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Photo by Dmitri Popov via Unsplash

The puzzle with the image questioned, “Pick the odd man out: Pillars or Windows or Lamps or Frames or Patterns?”

Thoughts float around the hall.

The winning answer said, “The odd man out must be the Man behind/inside those pillars or windows or lamps or frames or patterns.”


Also tagging for the Daily Prompt Post: OR

Captain Hyperbole



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This post is written for Three Line Tales Challenge Number 40.  It is a challenge put forth by Sonya from Only 100 Words, where we write a three line tale for the supplied image.

My story this week is three hyperbole’s associated with three elements in the image: Smoke, Darkness and Human.

Hyperbole is exaggerated statements or claims not meant to be taken literally. It is an unreal exaggeration to emphasize the real situation.

Who could be the captain Hyperbole?

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photo by Dominik Martin

I am so hungry, I could eat you” – Smoke

I am as dark as your inner beauty” – Darkness

Smoke clouds bring silver linings to my darkness ” – Human


Also tagging for the daily prompt post: Hyperbole

Beauty, Blind Eyes



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This post is written for Three Line Tales Challenge Number 38.  It is a challenge put forth by Sonya from Only 100 Words, where we write a three line tale for the supplied image.

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Photo Credit: William Bout

Whenever he was worn-out, he used to stare at this picture and write a new story.

He had scribbled hundreds of stories by now and the picture never lacked a motivation for a new perspective.

Today, he sits at a blind school, explaining this picture and all that flow are tears, not the words!