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It’s Thursday again! So head over to Sonya’s for more 3Line Tales!

Here’s mine for this week

“When you were found near the foot of the mountain, there was an orange rope with you. Did you have contact with any other mountaineer during the three weeks that you were missing for, ma’am?”, asked the reporter.
Smiling brown eyes and a kind face accompanied the thoughts of sunset lit dinners and declarations of love in a hidden cave that he had inhabited for millennia. She shook her head expertly. The world wasn’t ready for it.

In two days, she was unravelling the rope and plunging into the darkness, trusting the hands that caught her unfailingly, eyes twinkling with love, leading her further into his home.

The immortal man and the love of his life disappeared into the mountains, to be remembered by legend alone.

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