Once there was a house over a bridge. It was empty. No one lived there. One day, the army came and deployed cannons and they
In this post, I have attempted a 55 word fiction in response to the prompt ‘Red Roses’.
There are certain phases and times which though were crucial at one stage but went on to hold less and lesser importance as life progressed
It’s not that time of the year without late dawns and early dusks. I did not mention sunrises and sunsets because the sun, hereon, will
Rains are for staying indoors! I won’t step out in the rain! I will get wet and soiled with dirt! I hate getting wet! I
This is not the view outside my window, how much so I wish it to be. This is River Ribble viewed from the Avenham Park.