Tag: Thursday Photo Prompt
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TORRENT OF ABUSE
The insults poured from their mouths like dark water cascading in a torrent, tumbling on top of him and those he loved. The more they beat him down, the more determined he was to stand up. In the end, like the rocks worn down by years of abuse from a waterfall, he could take the…
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IT HAPPENS TO US ALL
He stood like a statue, frozen on the spot. He went back over all the decisions that had led him to this moment, raking through his memory for the answer that would not reveal itself through the fog. He reached out but could not grasp the key information he had forgotten. He tried to not…
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STILL
A glorious morning. Clear blue sky, the water still, the grass fresh. It was exactly the sort of scene that had convinced them to buy the house. But the spring colours and sun-kissed fields hid the tumult of the previous night. The storm had raged across the whole country for twenty four hours. The deluge…
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THE COMING STORM
‘Iacta ālea est.’ The die is cast. The storm would follow. Marcisus trooped with his legion over the Rubicon river, following their leader who had gone before them. Within days they would be in Rome. Pompey would be forced to flee. Rome would be torn apart. Marcisus saw it all unfolding. He had hoped his…
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CHOICE
At first glance the choice was simple. Stay on this bank of the river and be safe, but alone. Or cross the river and be with his family, but face the danger of being infected by the virus. The official order was no one was allowed to enter the quarantined island. The traffickers had quickly…
Iain Kelly 