The bus ride to the Lexington Fort was filled with cheer, excitement and laughter. The tour guide was at his animated best as he recalled the good old days of the long forgotten empire and its outrageous stories of the lives of the Emperors.
Jenna was the last one to get off the bus to see the place that she dreaded till now. She ran her fingers through the ancient relics, hugged the pillars tight and kissed it tenderly. She burst into tears of happiness as held her son in her arms – ´Mum´s home, Chris´.
Linking this with #FridayFictioneers hosted by the amazing Rochelle Wiseoff.
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers every week. Bloggers post their stories here and everyone ends up reading one another, including Rochelle who visits every post written— a fantastic encouragement for all the writers. If you’re interested, click here to read the amazing variety of narratives and storylines, inspired by the photo prompt.
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