3 Line Tales -The Bridge

photo-1459421458614-23811a6d188bEvery year, he marvelled at the magnificence that bloomed around the bridge in that very spot. Despite the devastation they had witnessed, despite the acid anger that had railed upon them a decade ago, the bushes flowered as faithfully as he held his yearly vigil. Perhaps they sensed his presence.

© Nadia Brown, 2016

This is part of Sonya’s 3 Lines Tales – 100 words or less inspired by a weekly photo prompt!


3 thoughts on “3 Line Tales -The Bridge

  1. Lovely exploration of how we tend to anthropomorphise everything. And I’m intrigued, what is it that happened? Great lines – sorry it’s taken me so long to comment…

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