I’m re-posting this because for some bizarre reason half of the post vanished. It’s now back with the full three lines it was meant to have!
She’d thought he was her beacon, her guiding light through the treacherous shoals. Too late she’d discovered he was merely a will-o’-the-wisp leading her into dangerous waters. Now she stands alone on the rocks, and the only light she follows is her own.
This post is for Sonya’s Three Line Tales challenge. This week’s prompt was provided by William Bout.
An Enchanted Place 
Oh, lovely use of metaphor here, Louise – the will o the wisp leading her astray. Great stuff 🙂
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Thank you, Lynn. I’m very glad you liked it. 🙂
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My pleasure 🙂
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It’s deep very deep, you have weaved a beautiful picture, you have pulled every string in my heart. Good job writing it!!!
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Thank you for the lovely comment, Madeeha! I’m very glad you enjoyed it. 🙂
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It was a beautiful read 🙂
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Wonderful TLT Louise! “Now she stands alone on the rocks, and the only light she follows is her own.” Great!!
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great metaphor Louise!
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Huh, men 🙂
Great metaphor!
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Wonderful metaphor and it really goes well with the photo! Great job on this.
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Thank you, Jessie. I’ve just discovered that half of the post had gone missing during the night (very bizarre!). I’m not sure whether you saw it before or after this happened, but it has three sentences again now if you want to check it out.
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So many thoughts crammed into this one sentence..well done. 🙂
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Thanks, Marie. I’ve just discovered that half of the post had vanished. :S There are three sentences again now if you want to check it out.
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