Three Line Tales – A New House.

Posted on 05 January 2017 | 9 Comments

Photo by Andrew Neel via Unsplash

Lost in the dark, cold, damp caves. A dragon screeches loud from above.
‘Tim, Tim… Come on… out the cellar now… it’s your bedtime.’
Hot chocolate and dreams of tomorrow’s plans; the jungle in the attic.

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9 responses to “Three Line Tales – A New House.”

Diane | 05 January 2017 at 5:16 pm | Reply

ah the innocence of playtime. I do hope there are still children who have that delight rather than the electronic world.

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- James McEwan | 05 January 2017 at 5:18 pm | Reply
  
  Ah,the days when as children we had adventures without the shackles of interfering adults. Even if they cared.
  
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June Griffin | 05 January 2017 at 5:31 pm | Reply

I can’t stop smiling. This was beautiful!

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Prakash Hegade | 06 January 2017 at 8:45 pm | Reply

Interesting! Well done for the picture! 🙂

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Patricia | 07 January 2017 at 3:57 am | Reply

An exciting adventure awaits.

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bikurgurl | 10 January 2017 at 6:35 am | Reply

Children’s Dreams…lovely.

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magarisa | 12 January 2017 at 3:54 am | Reply

The wonder of a child’s imagination! You’ve expressed it so well.

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Aak fictionspawn | 06 March 2018 at 2:30 pm | Reply

Ah, those sweet childhood memories. How real the fantasies were. You described it very well.

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