Three Line Tales: Ghosts

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

photo by Khürt Williams via Unsplash


The beach at low tide—so peaceful and still, no one would ever guess how quickly the turning tide could rush across the silver sands, and the mirrored sky become silent waters.

She shielded her eyes to peer in the direction of the sea, a bright shimmer in the distance still, where gulls wheeled and cried their unsettling warnings.

A trick of the light perhaps, a glitter on the edge of sight, and she thought she caught sight of movement, a family playing on the strand, in the smooth, silvery expanse that the treacherous tide was now rapidly covering.


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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.

23 thoughts on “Three Line Tales: Ghosts”

  1. Intense sun does play tricks on the eye. The waves on the beach can do it too. I have wondered at times if I’m catching a glimpse of something normally not accessible to my eyes. (K)

  2. 1. The details were mesmerizing, exactly the level I try to reach.
    2. Why, Jane, Why!
    3. You had to throw that family in that crisis, didn’t you!

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