Confession

Ever since somebody told her she was rigid, she made an extra effort to be flexible. Working hours for her employees, interiors of her living quarters, parenting style were all tailored to flexi-perfection. “You know what, Tia, I’m unable to breathe in open air, and want to know if it a rare kind of disease … Continue reading Confession

Sharp edges

She loved watching the sun dance on the table, as the rays filtered through the fine micro-angles in the crystal vase.  She would change the texture and colors of the table cloth, just to watch the varied effects. The black cloth she used today, seemed to have added allure. However, the furrows on her aging … Continue reading Sharp edges

Sudden flash

“I saw the glove dancing in the air, and hovering over heads of people.” “What people? There is not a soul here at midnight, in this isolated metro station.” “Souls, perhaps yes…. they can see people.” “Who are you?”   Photo Challenge #215

Myth of the ogre

“The greys appear disconnected from the greens…. almost like a superimposed picture.” “Excellent clue! The grass is trimmed. There is somebody inside.” “Or outside, wanting to get in…” “The myth of the ogre will live on…..” Petrified, I saw my new friend change form and lunge at me… (279 characters)   Twittering Tales #85