Too Many Books
“We’re only going to
be on vacation for a week.”
“Honestly, how many books can you read in a week with everything else we have
planned?”
“One can never have too many books.”
~kat
A Three Line Tale for Sonya’s weekly challenge inspired by the photo above by photo by Clem Onojeghuo via Unsplash.
photo by Khürt Williams via Unsplash
After days of sweltering heat, even the seashore was little relief to beach-goers.
Donna fanned herself under the shade of an umbrella, rolling a cool water bottle against the back of her neck, her toes digging deep through hot sand to the cool, damp packed base below.
She started seeing double, the world fading, as she realized, too late, that she had lingered too long.
~kat
For Three Line Tales Challenge.https://only100words.xyz/2018/08/09/three-line-tales-week-132/
Shortly after arriving at the crime scene, the sheriff asked the coroner, “What do you think happened here Doc?”
“Well, Sheriff, it appears that this fellow’s right brain spontaneously exploded…”
“Is that a thing?!” the sheriff asked incredulously, as he turned, wide-eyed, in time to catch the coroner laughing hysterically.
~kat 🤣
For this week’s Three Line Tale Challenge inspired by this photo by Ricardo Viana via Unsplash.
PepperBot, with his friendly appeal, bright black eyes, and cute smile was touted by its advertisers as “AI for the masses”, but looks can be deceiving.
The mysterious distributor had anticipated PepperBot’s appeal, manufacturing millions of them for the launch, because, of course, every household would jump at the chance to have their very own PepperBot at the astonishing price of only $19.95 each.
In a remote bunker, analysts watched a massive tracking map come to life, strobing dots of red, as households across the globe activated their PepperBots to their peril; broadcasting every word.
~kat
Three Line Tale Challenge base in this photo by by Alex Knight via Unsplash.
photo by Mark Dalton via Unsplash
Two spiders marveled at the seaside sights one amber dusk, “They are curious, these human webs, catching nothing but the wind.”
“Such a waste they are,” agreed the second spider, “who can live on the wind alone?”
“My dear spiders, we do indeed live for the wind,” whispered the unfurled sails nearby, “for there is more to life than mere survival; the wind feeds not our bellies but our souls.”
~kat
A Three Line Tale for Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge inspired by this photo by Mark Dalton via Unsplash.
like mercury colliding... 