The glass ceiling was now some steps, some brutal wounds, a word unkept.
He climbed upwards and onwards to reach new heights, the lofty peaks, didn’t give any frights.
They left their past and moved ahead, minds running and their hearts were dead.
Bruised and bleeding, they thought they were safe, the future seemed bright and the past was hazed.
The nightmare was over, they could start their life over, that’s how it seemed.
They smiled at each other and walked ahead, little did they know, it was all just a dream.
Very mysterious! Made my mind think of different scenarios!
Thank you for writing for #FridayFotoFiction
Thank you!😊 This is meant to fit multiple scenarios which may fit as an individual sees fit.
Intriguing !! There can be many interpretations …unique take on the prompt 🙂
Thank you!😊 That is exactLy what I was going for.
Wov whoever reads this can interpret it their own way. Wonderful take on the prompt.
Thank you! That is what I was trying to do ☺️
The write is as mysterious as the prompt. Nicely done.
Thank you!😊
That’s quite mysterious. Can be interpreted in many ways actually! Thank you for linking up with #FridayFotoFiction
Thank you! That was what I was going for.
Ah! This piece is genius Arjun. Infinite number of possibilities can be assumed or thought of from a single story 🙂 Nicely done!
Thank you! 😊 Mystery often intrigues.
That left me with Manu unanswered questions, things to ponder about. But thats life!
Maybe someday you’ll think of something which answers your queries. I’ll try and answer them as well 😊
I think its best left to each one to figure out for themselves!
That is what gives writing its beauty.