Day Warriors — 3 Line Tales

January 12, 2019January 12, 2019 / JoHawkTheWriter / 9 Comments

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.

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Dawn teased open young eyes that greeted the day with energetic curiosity.

Whirling dervishes sped away from Dawn, trailing gales of giggles that transformed into belly laughs and faces filled with wonder.

The day warriors pressed onward, and Dawn smiled wearily knowing they would soon collapse into the deep sleep of the innocent.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

The Long Game — 3 Line Tales

January 6, 2019January 6, 2019 / JoHawkTheWriter / 7 Comments

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.

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Alexi mastered his craft, working diligently, he painted every day.

Prints of work by Van Gogh, Ruben, and Klimt sold better than any of his original pieces.

Despite the hardship and the obscurity, he refused to listen to his family and friends, confident that in the end, everyone would remember him.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Art Depot — 3 Line Tales

December 16, 2018December 16, 2018 / JoHawkTheWriter / 5 Comments

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.

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Otto knew he would never understand the newfangled galleries.

Corrugated metal, curved plastic baffled walls he thought looked more like grain silos than repositories for great art.

He visited intending to condemn, to demand a proper exhibition space, but his opinion changed when he walked in the door.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Last Dance — 3 Line Tales

December 8, 2018 / JoHawkTheWriter / 12 Comments

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.

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I flit and flutter and fly, waiting and searching for you, my dearest love.

High and low I seek, knowing I must find you before I die.

When at last we meet, we waltz across the skies, lovers, soul mates, our destinies entwined, if only for today.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Refuge — 3 Line Tales

November 29, 2018November 29, 2018 / JoHawkTheWriter / 12 Comments

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.

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The storm surged, waves crested, and the relentless wind-whipped spray high into the somber sky.

The gulls rode the storm, masters of the air, they negotiated each moment with the sea.

Lightning flashed, highlighting the never-ending fight until the eye hit land, and they found refuge at long last.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Daily Riches — 3 Line Tales

November 24, 2018November 24, 2018 / JoHawkTheWriter

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.

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I wake each day with a song track playing in my head, my own personal daily mix.

Sharing my music with others is what I crave.

I may never be rich and famous in the traditional way, but I know I will never be poor.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Where the Puck’s Going — Three Line Tales

November 15, 2018November 14, 2018 / JoHawkTheWriter / 4 Comments

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.

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A boy watched the Oilers defend their home turf.

The Great One left big shoes to fill, his records huge, many, and unbroken.

A boy was training in his own backyard Coliseum and dreaming of greatness.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Glorious View — Three Line Tales

November 9, 2018November 8, 2018 / JoHawkTheWriter / 11 Comments

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.

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The lonesome whistle boomed across the valley, shook my cell and bore into my soul.

I marked the journeys to and fro, carrying countless passenger to their destinations, to dreamlike places where I could not go.

I imagined travelers viewing my castle’s beautiful tower from afar, wishing they were me and never realizing my dearest wish was to be on the train seated next to them.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

The Unforgettable Fire — 3 Line Tales

November 1, 2018 / JoHawkTheWriter / 2 Comments

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.

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The Angel Adonai commanded, and he took up his spade, his tool of miracles, digging and planting his reminders on the mount.

He issued forth no plagues, for it was not the modern way, he meant to lead them unconventionally.

Every fall the mount burned with an unforgettable fire, showing his chosen people the path to the Promised Land.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Styx – 3 Line Tales

October 25, 2018 / JoHawkTheWriter / 9 Comments

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.

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The ferryman’s pole sunk deep in the mire beneath the water’s calm surface and the boat slid silently onward.

I leaned into freezing fingers of mist as they caressed my flayed flesh as welcoming as a lover’s touch.

Silence beat upon my soul forcing a single tear from my bloodshot eye.

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Jo Hawk The Writer