Three Line Tales: Olaf’s Thoughts #amwriting #3LineTales #flashfiction


Thanks to Sonya of Only 100 Words for hosting #3LineTales.


Credit: Jacco Rienks via Unsplash


Olaf lifts his head as the droplets wet his snout and soak into his umber hair. He snorts searching for that sharp scent; a mildewy-humid aroma that hangs in the air ensuring tomorrow will be sweltering. Olaf moos as above him the brilliant azure turns a threatening purple-black onyx; then, it arrives, not droplets but sheets of intense downpour that soak through his coat, massaging his soar muscles. He flicks out his tongue, lapping up the rain that is life to him such as the sweet verdant grass that nourishes his body, providing both serenity and security of life.


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6 thoughts on “Three Line Tales: Olaf’s Thoughts #amwriting #3LineTales #flashfiction”

    1. Thanks Frank. I thought for him it would make sense, it’s like for us a massage under a shower with good water pressure. Maybe it’s not cold or chilly rain either but refreshing and a bit warm, given the green grassy place he’s from. Thanks again 🙂

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