3LineTales

The End of the Show — 3LineTales

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

His career far exceeded the average number of seasons, he broke records they said couldn’t be broken; he pushed past pain, and fear, and doubt, to play the game he loved.

It was his body that betrayed him, his arm beyond the ability of the surgeon’s knife to repair.

Here he stood, barely forty, his greatness already in the past facing an uncertain future.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Order of the Unicorn — Three Line Tales

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photo by Fleur Treurniet via Unsplash

Descendent of the Great Anselm Adornes, Knight of the Order of the Unicorn, faithful servant of the Scottish crown, I clutch at my inheritance, noble born.

Numismatist rating of 100, very rare indeed as any unicorn should be, but also a reminder of the oath of chivalry.

In troubled times with darkness all about, recall the Song of Roland and advance, freed from doubt.

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

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Cut

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photo by Clem Onojehungo via Unsplash

The chance of a lifetime required the performance of a lifetime.

A commitment of heart, soul, everything that was, distilled to its essence.

The hope, the dream, is now in the can.

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

Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

Rock Requiem

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photo by Edwin Undrade via Unsplash

Where have all the great Rock stars gone?

Thousands came to hear and feel, to be transported and transformed.

Echoes, reverberations on empty stadium walls leaving only memories of the swaying crowd.

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

Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

The Way

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photo by Ales Krivec via Unsplash

In the dark, the burden was heavier and filled with fear.
He made his way to the chapel where he got down on his knees.
As the light of dawn streamed in the windows, he knew he had been shown the way.

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

Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

In the Proper Manner

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photo by Annie Spratt via Unsplash

A look of horror flashed across Lady Carnarvon’s face as she surveyed the dining room which had been prepared by the newly employed butler and the banqueting manager.

“Luis, you will see that the table is set in the proper manner before our guests arrive and our ancestors begin climbing out of their frames to rectify the situation,” she stated as she recovered her composure and turned to leave the room.

“You would be wise to realize that here at Highclere, we do things exactly as they have been done for the past one hundred years,” Luis whispered to the ashen faced butler before he launched himself at the daunting task of setting the table properly in the little time that remained.

I took a little break to take part in Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words. You can find the original prompt here . Thanks Sonya.

Now it is time to get back to work.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Focus

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I thought I would give Sonya’s  Three Line Tales  prompt a go. You can find all the details over at Only 100 Words!

Focus

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photo by Grant McCurdy via Unsplash

It all began with the Brownie box camera Santa brought her the Christmas of 1948. Capturing life through a lens was a passion that continued even when the camera changed. She fondly surveyed the cameras that lined the shelf of her studio, picked up her DSLR and headed out.

Now I am going to focus on getting some writing done.

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Jo Hawk The Writer