Shivered into million pieces of colorless glass

via Daily Prompt: Fierce

Her heart shivered into million pieces of colorless glass when she heard the news. The thought of her man being with another woman, kept pounding her heart until he arrived at the gate. When she saw him, her heart skipped a bit. she ran towards him, looked at him for a minute and hugged him like she has never before. Surprised at the moment husband decided not to say something. Later he told her about the incident about his colleague felt sick at the party and he took her home. She smiled and said those three magical words in his ears.
It was the next day in office he came to know about the call his wife received before he got home, and knowing it was the same colleague who was with him last night told her that, he decided to confront her. But before that he had to talk to someone who deserved an explanation. He dialed the number, lady on the other side abruptly said, “no need my love”. She must be in love with you, Like i am..

frightened to death

via Daily Prompt: Fierce

How fierce she became when a fox tried to kill her children, lifted an ax went ferociously on it. Seeing her red hands after all it’s done, she fell on her knees and screamed at her loudest, as she was sworn not to harm any living soul. Taking her twins into her arms, she remembered the day they were born, “i could kill anybody for you my children” said the woman, who was frightened to death of violence.

I witnessed his presence but he wasn’t there.

I witnessed his presence but he wasn’t there. via Daily Prompt: Witness

I witnessed his presence but he wasn’t there. In a photo gallery filled with extraordinary art, enough to blow your mind but he wasn’t there. He was at some place in Greece with stone walls and breathtaking blue sea ahead witnessing her dancing in red with long earrings flowing through her neck. While dancing oblivious she was thinking of mountains and a hut beneath, witnessing a man making bonfire and enjoying the hypnotizing melodious calling of a flute playing by a country man.

Hand holding: The intimate moment

via Discover Challenge: Designed for You

Hand holding: The intimate moment

His hands.. so masculine, dark, rough, with few burns and scars on them, were just perfect for me. His hands had bumps like mountains as we call them in astrology, and plains. When our hands used to meet, they would fill all the gap between them, air couldn’t pass through it. Mountains used to fill all the plains. My Fingers used to fit perfectly in his, like all of them exactly at d right place where they suppose to be. Tight yet smooth grasp of his hands around mine, my tiny little hands, smoothest and softest by far he said would fit perfectly in his. Nothing mattered beyond that. At that moment if the world would have been against me, I wouldn’t have cared less.. because it was exquisite, like his hands were designed for me, only for me.