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Telling Tales and Whispering Secrets 

A bit of fantasy alongside the current human condition

Tint | Tone | Shade


Her hair flies about her as she's moving in circles arms out facing the sky. "Life's meant to be shared and enjoyed!" She shouts to the air above her.

 

Groans from her longtime fast friends as they've heard this from her since high school.

 

"Really, you should try this." She continues to move her brogues in the soft grass hidden from view. Her tweed coat swinging about her as if to assist in taking flight.

 

She's laughing. The sun reflecting off her face creating a glow that matches her view.

 

Tint.

 

 ⋆ 

 

The expression contains zero tells.

 

Poker face.

 

"Do you want to stay? Or do you want to go?"

 

"Eh…" Shoulder shrug from poker face.

 

"Are you hungry? I can make you something to eat. I've got onion soup, your favorite. Or maybe you want a cup of coffee?"

 

"Hm…" 

 

Tone.

 

 ⋆ 

 

The room's walls begin to move boxing them in the darkness. The smaller the space becomes, the more they see nothing.

 

Reaching out before them, they feel for something that may assist their escape. Thick spider webs wrap around their fingers so sticky they cannot break free.

 

A sudden fury passes through the tiny pitch black space. They begin to squirm creating a vibration that is lifeless.

 

Fear returns.

 

Shade.

 

 

 

What's your vibe today? Feeling a tint? A bit tone? Or just shade?

 

 

See you tomorrow. 

 

Cheers and best,

Chere

 

Telling Tales | Whispering Secrets

Day 27 of 365 Orbit

 

Link:

Chere's Writing Fiction on her Patreon Page

 

 

 

 

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