Three Line Tales: Week Eight

~ Sonya

Welcome to Week Eight of Three Line Tales.

three line tales week eight: flags
TLT photo prompt by Liam Desic – click here for full res version 

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.
  • 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!

Just so you know, I’ll be out all day today – I’ll read and comment when I can, but I won’t be around much and will have to play catch-up.

 

 

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  33. A Flight of Foul Fancy

    A flock of drunken seagulls, full of flagons of fiery brew, flew in from the east, seeking a feast of flounder.

    A flustering fraternity of flags fluttered flirtatiously in the fair wind.

    Famished for fashionable frocks, the gulls flittered to the flapping flags, and, either confusing them for fellow fowl, or drawn to their fiesta of colours, endeavoured to fornicate with the flags and were profoundly frustrated.

    a somewhat flippant take…
    http://www.engleson.ca

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