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The Broken Pieces of Glass
#WritcoStoryPrompt112
(When we think back on our first experiences, we recall how they were not what we expected and did not provide us with the satisfaction we desired. Write a tale to go along with it.)
Light was gleaming on the glasss splinters mixed with her blood. The broken pieces of glass were covered with her tear drops. She was as motionless as corpse.
These shattered glass pieces were once intact, so was her heart and there stood a magnificent castle of glass in place of this rubble, the exquisite glass castle she made together with the love of her life. Each piece they were joining represented a dream, commitment or an adorable moment they spent together.
The man showed this coruscating castle of love to his people, the people who were allergic to "Love". They cried, manipulated and blackmailed him into smashing the castle for them. The man promptly took out number of stones from his...
(When we think back on our first experiences, we recall how they were not what we expected and did not provide us with the satisfaction we desired. Write a tale to go along with it.)
Light was gleaming on the glasss splinters mixed with her blood. The broken pieces of glass were covered with her tear drops. She was as motionless as corpse.
These shattered glass pieces were once intact, so was her heart and there stood a magnificent castle of glass in place of this rubble, the exquisite glass castle she made together with the love of her life. Each piece they were joining represented a dream, commitment or an adorable moment they spent together.
The man showed this coruscating castle of love to his people, the people who were allergic to "Love". They cried, manipulated and blackmailed him into smashing the castle for them. The man promptly took out number of stones from his...
