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The desert calling out to the edge of the city. Its time for the return of peaceful tranquility. Darkness falls squeezing the human lives back to their fortress of light.
‘fortress of light’ – Perfection.
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We need something to draw us in the bugs at night. 😉
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Ah! Perfection there! Thank you so much — I’m loving your work 🙂
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Thank you darling. I like to mix things up. Hopefully, it stays interesting. 😀
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I believe it will – I’m blown away by the breadth and depth of your writing I’ve read so far.
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Careful darling, don’t over encourage the crazy person;-)
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Ha! You can write more than six! 😉
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Damn, I lost count. I’m blonde
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Today, we speak in six words
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Rules are made to break. Right?
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Broken rules are better than broken bones 😉
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Respect the laws of gravity really
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{Tomorrow, perhaps we add few more}
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Future is always full of hope
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“Tomorrow, Tomorrow, I love ya, Tomorrow!”
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It’s only a day a way. ..
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🙂
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“you’re only a day away!” – Annie
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Damn, I should have read ahead
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No worries, ‘six words’ is restrictive 😉
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Lovely. 🙂
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Thank you darling. I seem to get the impression the desert doesn’t like civilization . Night time transition of surreal in a small town. Literally like a mid evil town closing the gates. The world gets quiet and critters come back out.
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Thank goodness in a way. I love the evening solitude of places like that. That said, I’ve never seen a desert per se.
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Until you see the total absence of life, you can not truly reprise civilization… Something like that. My heart wanders freely in the desert. Each has its own magic. Sounds change, light is more dramatic (at dusk & dawn), critters are so different. I would love to steal you away to one or four.
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I’ve wanted to go to the arctic. To the barren lands. I also want to see the MacKenzie Delta. I have friend in the Yukon and the Northwest Territories. Maybe someday we will go.
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Playing with polar bears! They seem so warn and cuddly! It really would be great plane to see. I want to see northern lights. If be like a kid not wanting to sleep and stay up till they disappeared
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Ah yes, the norther lights. I fortunately got to see them growing up fairly often. But way up north everything is amplified. And as far as polar bearses are concerned… we just have to make sure we play with them while they are cubs. You keep guard for mama bear while I play with them… then we switch… but you keep guard first. 😉
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Ok, I’m guessing mom knows when they are having fun. So she might welcome the break from them. Yiu pay dead with then if there’s a problem right? 😉
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Yes, yes, play dead (possum) with them… best solution. It’s not possible to outrun a Polar Bear. That’s why I had you playing guard first. Mehehhe. 😛
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As much as I love you, it not mommy polar bear I must outrun.;-) Which is why I like looking out first.
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Who then? Daddy bear?
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Well, there are babies, mamma and us. The slower of us finds out how fast mamma is. I’d be hoping you make it too.:-D
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Ohhhhh! I forgot to mention I’ll be wearing a polar bear costume! She will have no clue! I’ll just be the smaller emaciated cub… works every time.
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I see how you are. While I worry about you getting ate…. there you are with a costume. I’ll bring a white coat and one of those kids hats with a polar bear cub face. Wearing it backwards! Prefect. She’ll never figure out the running backwards thing.:-P
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Ahahahah! I have been checkmated! You’ll probably have to go to Niagara Falls to buy that hat though. I may just go there and buy them all up!
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My little darling. I have a traveler’s suitcase. I can bring the fox one too! (Not to stereotype you). After the black bear encounter in Texas, I’m going in thinking of options;-)
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Well now this is just grand. Maybe we should just leave the polar bears off the itinerary? Either that or we agree to bring along someone just slightly more naive than me? In the end, I don’t mind seeing them from afar. x
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I think once we are there, we lure in a person obviously less nibble than ourselves. Then we can enjoy them together. 😉 or stay on the bus and take pictures of them putting their paws on the windows.
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Yes! Either more nimble or more tastes than us. Though I’ve never looked at someone with judging taste… Which is probably a good thing. Still I’m sure it’s like judging chicken wings. The Bears likely prefer less bone, more meat. So that’s the criteria. I suppose. All this talk is making me yearn for a nap and my stuffy… He’s not a bear. He’s a penguin. Which I think is the opposite pole.
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Interesting picking people like chicken wings. Im thinking mama is eating who she catches first. I mean afterwards she might say “Inuit always leave a fishy aftertaste” But, looking at people by expected taste. … this is a dark path. Yes penguin is a different trip.
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Okay…Newell less nimble it is then. Unless momma has a penchant for spaghetti and pizza. In that case I am the likely candidate no matter what. Hey, do I smell war, mozzarella ?… Parmesan ? Brb….
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Italian is a major weakness. We should go afterwards. But its got to be a homemade sauce for either. I’m a bit of a pizza snub. Old pans and rotating ovens are best. Real mozzarella too. Im easy, just not cheap;-)
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I wonder what sort of Italian cuisine will be available up in the Arctic… will have to ask around. Pizza Ptarmigan? Spag-Yeti? Garlic Bread seasoned with Lichen? Narwhal-esean cheese? Artic Wolf Poopini? Guanoccinin? (ew)
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It’s served with ice wine, stout glacier, Hudson Bombay sapphire…. Keep of course in igloo cooler or ice shelf. Salad with iceberg lettuce….
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My god that sounds fictionally delicious! Love it! We are ready for our high society sojourn to the great white north.
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Always have a for ready fir next step somewhere else
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Mmmmm furrrrr… faux fur though! I am a sucker for anything fuzzy and warm. I will never grow out of that.
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If its not shedding on the furniture, faux is it
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Very pretty.
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Thank you. I love the southwest feeling in the picture. The tower made prefect fort setting.
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