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FRIDAY FICTIONEERS- Fading Glory

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FRIDAY FICTIONEERS- 10 January 2014 |Rochelle Wisoff

Copyright-Dawn Q. Landau

Copyright-Dawn Q. Landau

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Fading Glory

This abandoned shack was not always like this.

In its youth, it was an arrogant, beautiful mansion built on a vast rock.

Sea waves, singing in sweet rhythm danced around it washed its feet, and made it feel like a king.

It never felt that its arrogance was hurting them. It never showed gratitude or mentioned a word of thanks to them, just took them for granted.

It was not known that these submissive, innocent-looking waves could take revenge on it by slowly killing him. Its base was receding, and its grandeur and shine slowly fading away.

About Indira

I knew all along that life is about, love, compassion, compatibility and friendship, but now I have discovered that life is also about sharing the thoughts, encouraging others and getting encouraged. So here I am with my blogs about life, friendship, love, and whatever life has taught me.

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  1. Dear Indira,

    This certainly could be an allegory with the shack representing us and the waters, the cares of life that erode our self confidence. At least that’s how I saw it. 😉 Nice imagery.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  2. Such is life… A slowly fading star

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  3. Laura Bloomsbury

    a saltutory tale to check the foundations – nice interpretation & great capture

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  4. I like the photo and your text. What an interesting interpretation. Creativity of thoughts. We like to do the same with our comic project, speaking of esteem and kindness and giving thoughts wings to fly freely.

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  5. jakesprinter

    And become a remarkable place ever … Nice to see you again Indira 🙂

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  6. A good lesson for all of us!

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