3-line flash fiction for 3LineTales
Angling was a means to get away from his day-to-day grind; he kept their images in his mobile device.
The predator used a pole to make it real, catching targets at a steal.
He then ate his prey, but no one knew; he boiled the bones in a brew and tossed them in the bay.

Featured photo by Lerone Pieters
Written for “Three Line Tales“, a prompt hosted by Sonya at Only 100 Words.

Poetic Prose
Gruesome
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Yes, unexpected—
A reflection of some tragic news and events, I suppose
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Ah, yes these always play at the back of our minds
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