Power of Memory


Even as she awoke in this unfamiliar place, cold and stark, she felt the energy

of the sun, the same that warmed the ones she loved, and found strength

to face another day, just as a sliver of light snuck in beneath her locked door

photo and prompt: Three Line Tales


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