(H)Identity | Hidden Identity

TLT photo prompt by Sandis Helvigs via Unsplash

Her face was but cold, still and dead.
Remorse and pain shot through him as the scene, he fled.
But never he did discover the mask which she always held.

This is a response to Sonya’s challenge, 3 Line Tales, where we write 3 lines about the picture above.

Back in the Blogoshpere after a really long break – and hoping to not break the habit of posting once per week – at the least 😉