50-Word Tale: Drei

In her special eau-de-Nil sundress, she took one long, elaborate drag on her cigarette. “Conrad,” she managed, “how will you remember me?” On her deathbed, he answered, “She was one of a kind…” “…the love of my life,” he finished as her breathing ceased and she laid lifeless. He wept. Today’s one-word prompt is Qualm….

50-Word Tale: Zwei

Naomi propped her dainty elbows atop the windowsill. “Life is not a highway strewn with flowers,” crooned her angelic and mellifluous voice in profound despair and poignant sorrow. The curtains chasséd to the rhythm of the wind. “Still it holds a goodly share of bliss,” someone husked. That startled her. The featured image is courtesy…

50-Word Tale: Eins

“Rumour has it,” began she, with an air of practised coquetry, “that you are a stupendous judge by way of physiognomy decipherment.” “Word,” he chimed and arranged his tie. “To be sure you are a strumpet.” “And so ended our natter,” the demoiselle proclaimed. She smacked his right cheek hard. The featured image is courtesy…