Back then, I used to wander the empty corridors, as dark as the darkness in me; kept searching for the exit key.

Doomed was I, till I kept choosing the exits which just led to another corridor; equal in gloom, if not more.

And then, one day, I decided to lit up my soul in a desperate endeavor; and banished was the darkness forever.


three line tales, week 140: exit signphoto by Ernest Brillo via Unsplash

This is in response to  Week One Hundred and Forty of Three Line Tales, part of a wonderful blog Only 100 Words! by Sonya.

// You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
  • Have fun.

Happy three-lining!//


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