Daily Archives: April 16, 2017

Enigma by Joelle LeGendre #writephoto

“Avebury,” Guinevere sighed, pushing her tinted wire rim spectacles closer to her eyes.  “Why would anyone want to come to this dreadful place?” She examined the Neolithic stone towering above her, thinking about how greatly it resembled her present dress. … Continue reading

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Sue Vincent’s Thursday prompt – Enigma #writephoto

Originally posted on Robbie's inspiration:
I didn’t have any ideas for this particular photo prompt so I asked my little Michael to help me. This is what we came up with: Easter Sunday with the Cookie Monsters It was…

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Thursday photo prompt – Enigma #writephoto

Originally posted on Haddon Musings:
WHAT DID THE ONE ROCK SAY TO THE OTHER ROCK? DON’T TAKE ME FOR GRANITE. This is written in response to Sue Vincent’s prompt, Thursday photo prompt – Enigma #writephoto, https://s.vincent.com/2017/04/13. ?

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Guest writer: Shweta Suresh – Love on the sidelines

Admired each other from afar, Rarely lost sight of each other, He was her light and she was his satellite. But they never dared to approach each other. The entire world, as the humans called it, was at stake. Earth … Continue reading

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Dangerous games by Jane Dougherty #writephoto

Once upon a time, in the wilds of the far Northlands, there lived a community of trolls. The pride of their tribal lands was not the snow-capped mountain, the majestic glacier or the deep, dark fjord, but a beautiful, silk-smooth, … Continue reading

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#writephoto – The Stones by Michael

It took Pomo and Tomo four days to find the stones, the druid had told them to collect. It took four days for them to plan the dig. Four days to get them out of the ground. Found days to … Continue reading

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Flying high

There was a heron in the garden when I arrived at my son’s home a little before eight o’clock. It stood on the deck, almost as tall as me, and looked me in the eye. For a moment there was … Continue reading

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