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The Echo Of Love
“Love doesn’t always mean staying—it means growing, transforming, and leaving traces of light in the places it touches.”
~ Zoë Kaià
#WritcoStoryPrompt86
"The Influence of Love." What exactly does that imply to you?
Write a story on it.
Amara had always believed that love was a luxury, a fleeting feeling meant for others, not her. In her small, gray town, where dreams wilted like the flowers in her neglected garden, she lived quietly, efficiently, and alone. Life was predictable—a rhythm of work, home, and solitude.
One rainy afternoon, while walking home, Amara heard music drifting from an open window. It wasn’t the melody itself but the voice—soft, rich, and aching with emotion—that made her pause. Curious, she followed the sound to a modest café tucked...
~ Zoë Kaià
#WritcoStoryPrompt86
"The Influence of Love." What exactly does that imply to you?
Write a story on it.
Amara had always believed that love was a luxury, a fleeting feeling meant for others, not her. In her small, gray town, where dreams wilted like the flowers in her neglected garden, she lived quietly, efficiently, and alone. Life was predictable—a rhythm of work, home, and solitude.
One rainy afternoon, while walking home, Amara heard music drifting from an open window. It wasn’t the melody itself but the voice—soft, rich, and aching with emotion—that made her pause. Curious, she followed the sound to a modest café tucked...
