Thursday's 3 Word Wednesday
Life necessitates that I keep this week’s 3WW short (and hopefully, sweet or bitersweet). Just 58 words. And the three Bone staked me are: picture, reflected and stop.
Images
His stride is a glide and he walks covered in the darkness of the city after the rains washed the sins of humanity down drains. Oil-slicked puddles offer strobe light pictures and he is reflected in each as he passes. He strides to a particularly large puddle and dares a look.
“Stop.”
But the visage remains tortured, anguished.
Images
His stride is a glide and he walks covered in the darkness of the city after the rains washed the sins of humanity down drains. Oil-slicked puddles offer strobe light pictures and he is reflected in each as he passes. He strides to a particularly large puddle and dares a look.
“Stop.”
But the visage remains tortured, anguished.
Comments
Love the visual that accompanies that line. If only it was really that easy, right?