#Three Line Tales: Fly away

This is for Sonya’s Three Line Tales photo prompt.

photo by Charles Etoroma via Unsplash


She thought she could escape the pull of the portal by hugging the edge of the room and ran for the opening back to the city with its glistening slabs of anonymous concrete—the known, the dark, the sinister—calling to her to jump, to come back.

She hesitated, listening to the humming of the portal that sounded like music, sweet and low, sending her images from another world, bright and vibrant like childhood memories she didn’t have.

She gave a sob that was part grief and part joy, embraced the dream that drew her to the portal and let herself fly away.

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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.

17 thoughts on “#Three Line Tales: Fly away”

    1. I love portals. Most people seem fascinated by them. There are lots of them in the middle of roundabouts if you notice. Roundabout as in a place where several roads meet and the cars spin around an island in the middle 🙂

      1. Ooh, that is wonderful! I don’t know of any like that around here. But then, I can only think of two roundabouts nearby, off the top of my head. One is very small and utilitarian, and one is much larger, in the center of a cute town, with a gazebo and park in the middle.

      2. It has become quite a thing. As even tiny places get busier, they all want a roundabout, and when they get one, they want to decorate it, make it into a feature. Most of the monuments that they stick in the middle of traffic roundabouts look like portals.

    1. That is very kind of you, Peter! I’m touched. I’m afraid I keep out of the Blogger Bash thing. It’s hard to listen to enthusiasm for something it’s impossible for me to get to. I usually don’t mind being poor as long I’m not reminded of it.

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