3 Line Tales

Click here

The teacher looked around her room wondering where the rest of the desks were; there had always been twice as many desks, hadn’t there? Maybe someday the desks could be put back and the students could pile into her room like they used to. She sat and thought, if this is the way it would be forever shouldn’t she just start getting used to it?

Three Line Tales 281

Find the prompt here: https://only100words.xyz/2021/06/17/three-line-tales-281/

Francine flew over and landed on the post next to Bernice, staring in the direction that her friend was looking in. Both friends knew when it was time to talk and when it was time to sit silently and take in the sights. Bernice had an eye for a good man and Francine wanted to see how close Bernice was to perfect this time.

©2021 CBialczak

Three Line Tales 259

tltweek259.jpg (640×475)

To participate check out Only 100 Words: https://only100words.xyz/2021/01/13/three-line-tales-259/

The trip was going to be a great one complete with people with common interests who desire to challenge themselves.
No one knew they would be carrying the bikes rather than riding them.
This was one of the best tests the group could have imagined and felt proud knowing that they would conquer the obstacle and endure.

©2021 CBialczak 3 Line Tale

Three Line Tales 249

three line tales, week 249: a crow in front of the full moon at dusk
photo by Lavkush Gupta via Unsplash

For Only 100 Words: https://only100words.xyz/2020/11/05/three-line-tales-249/

Before the moon drops to reveal a new day, the raven sits and waits to see if death will be coming to call.
This lonely raven caws softly, hoping to fly soon, as the sky starts to brighten.
Tonight is a good night, the raven continues to sit, death is nowhere near; a quiet night is a fine-spun night of peace.

©2020 CBialczak

Three Line Tales 246

three line tales, week 246: a pile of plastic toys
photo by Nareeta Martin via Unsplash for: https://only100words.xyz/2020/10/15/three-line-tales-246/

We stared at the bin of toys, completely mesmerized with the variety of toys and the memories many of them invoked.
It was a shame that so many toys would be thrown in the trash when there are probably thousands of children who would love them like they were brand new.
It would take more than just my dream or desire to share these things to make sure the toys got to the right kids, where they could be enjoyed, even though they weren’t brand new.

©2020 CBialczak 3LT

Three Line Tales

three line tales 234: a man playing the fiddle on a boat
photo by Calum MacAuley

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page 

Written for Sonya at Only 100 Words: https://only100words.xyz/2020/07/23/three-line-tales-234/

Silent Sounds

He listened intently as the bow ran across the strings of the antique violin, purchased from a yard sale while stopping at a port.
He couldn’t hear a sound from the bow, but in his head he could hear the music clearly, note for note, without a single screech from the instrument.
Perhaps it was all in his head, maybe it was stuck in the violin, but he didn’t care because he heard the music loud and clear.

©2020  CBialczak Fiction

three line tales, week 232: rubber duckies in bubble bath
photo by Thomas Despeyroux via Unsplash

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page 
Written for Sonya at Only 100 Words: https://only100words.xyz/2020/07/09/three-line-tales-week-232/

Sink or Float

If I were to swim to the edge of the foam I am not sure if I would stay afloat or sink.
No one ever told me what to do when the water was clear and it looked like you could fall forever.
Perhaps I will stay in this foam, where I know I am safe, amongst my peers, floating above some foreign land.

©2020 CBialczak Fiction 

Three Line Tales, Week 225

three line tales, week 225
photo by Nathan Dumlao via Unsplash
For: https://only100words.xyz/2020/05/21/three-line-tales-week-225/

She sat, her small fingers working the pieces, turning them, twisting them, putting them aside.

There would be a car in the end, that is what her plan is, even though it is not coming as easily as she had presumed.

Her young mind and patient manner will continue the attempts more than the adults she lives with, who just want to put all the bricks away and take something new out to play with.

Three line tales

three line tales, week 220: beach baseball (or beach cricket?)
photo by Brandon Hoogenboom via Unsplash

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr: https://only100words.xyz/2020/04/16/three-line-tales-week-220/

It didn’t take long to get everyone together for the stickball game, since everyone was home from school. We all tried to keep our social distancing appropriate, and Andy didn’t have to worry with Baxter at bat, the ball would be flying a lot farther than six feet. Baxter trained his eye on the ball as Andy wound up the pitch…

Three Line Tales, Week 219

three line tales, week 219: a man with red letters illuminating his face
photo by Daniel Monteiro via Unsplash

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – https://only100words.xyz/?wref=bif

Despite the glow of the neon lights on his face, Jamie could clearly see Jenna through the window of the pub. Sitting with another man, she was laughing, her smile wide, her eyes bright, and her hair gently tossed to the side as he reaches across the table to brush hair out of her face. Jamie couldn’t believe it was over, yet seeing it didn’t make it any clearer or hurt less, it made his heart ache with the memory of all the times they shared in this same pub.