Loft (Micro Fiction)


They…all…say she’s the one…I’ll take her down…it’s time…6.30 PM she comes I know…I’ve been stalking her for the last couple of days…hush…there she come…it’s her voice…

She searched him everywhere and ended up at the table. I’ll fire this nurse…she mumbled after finding the number of tablets was not less than one from last night. She went out to the once garden now a little jungle.

The last ray of west sun was on the top branches of Arjun. She knows very well he’s there. Honey…–she was drenched by a water gun.





Photo Prompt by Tim Livingston


Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers March 14, 2017 (106th Challenge)

Daily Prompt: Instinct



By Sangbad

A poet, an author, a reviewer--in one word I'm a literaturist (means one who is trying almost everything that Literature is made of). My books are available at Amazon. I'm a Bengali, born and raised in Kolkata, West Bengal.


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