Microfiction #Three Line Tales: Feathers

For Sonya’s Three Line Tales.

photo by Samuel Zeller via Unsplash



“Eew! Look at the snake,” she screeched and took a step backwards. “All those little slippery, slinky bones—no legs, just bones. Urk!”

He gazed in wonder at the delicate skeleton, so full of rhythm and movement even in death, and a piece of the puzzle slipped into place.

He blanked out her prattling and let himself drift back in time to the place where reptiles and birds shared the same feathers, boned and plumed, one concept, infinitely adaptable, and he wondered where it all started to go wrong.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

27 thoughts on “Microfiction #Three Line Tales: Feathers”

      1. I agree! I sponsor the Creative Writing club where I teach, and this is just the sort of thing I ask of them. May I share this one with them as an example, Jane?

  1. They are fascinating – more so in skeletal form. Lovely tale and yes, I warm to him, his imaginative leap back into prehistory. Feels like he could step back there. Lovely take on the prompt Jane

  2. I’m with him: it looks fascinating! But ugh, why would a man with a brain put up with a woman who “prattles”? If you keep dating screechy, prattling women, it just encourages them. 😉

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