Too Late

As the darkness of the evil night cloaks buildings and city  lights,
her tired soul drowned in the sea of strong, weakening beer bites.
Unknown he led her into a dark corridor, t’was too late to fight.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Mike Wilson

In response to Sonya of Only 100 Words‘ Three Line Tales Week Thirty-Six.

If you want to join, here are the simple rules:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt.
  • Link back to this post.
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so we can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
  • Have fun.

59 thoughts on “Too Late”

      1. You are so welcome — I had to double check to see it was you! Your tales are generally not as dark, but it proves what a versatile writer you are — and very convincing!

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      1. You’re welcome 🙂 I will catch up on your lovely poems tomorrow. I’ve been snowed under with work and webinars this weekend. I’m surprised my brain hasn’t oozed out of my ears. I hope you had a great weekend my friend.


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