The Destination is The Starting Point.

My take on Sonya’s picture prompt for Three Line Tales, Week Thirty Eight . I really cracked my brain on this one but it was fun to do. Try it!     My dreams require a crawling out of the shadowy darkness of self doubt. After which I often take a long fearful walk rife with the…


Photo by Wolf Schram   The night after Ella’s Mum’s funeral, an inexplicable fire came to their house and consumed everything. Except, it didn’t consume everything: hours earlier, a grieving man was seen walking away from a car he had just parked on what he thought, in the dark of night, was an empty street….