Tag: Thursday Photo Prompt
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A MURMUR
He watched the black mass moving through the dawn sky. Backlit by the sun’s orange-yellow glow, the sweeping and swooping birds danced in uniformity. It was, he mused, a stunning example of the beauty that could be found in the world. But not for him. For him, beauty in life had ended. There was only…
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POISED
In the dark shadows he lurked. It was time. His natural state was a recluse, satisfied with his own company, content to live in the world of his imagination. He did not need the companionship or support of others. But now the strange creature was poised to reveal himself and his work, to offer up…
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THE WATCHER
The man sat by the frozen river. The ground was covered in frost, the sky was clear and the air crisp. Covered only by a thin sheet, the cold did not seem to penetrate his skin. He did not shiver or rub heat into his limbs, he only sat in perfect stillness and solitude. The…
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MIRROR, MIRROR
Can you hold up a mirror to yourself and say that you are entirely innocent? That you are not in some way to blame? That was the thought that had brought Dominic out onto the street. He hadn’t been the one shouting, taunting, calling her the names: ‘Fatty’, ‘Chunk’, ‘Porky.’ He hadn’t laughed while watching…
Iain Kelly 