(Photo Credit: J Hardy Carroll)

A few spindly and elongated branches reflected off a shiny glass window of the stony structure. The invisible rows of books inside narrated a multitude of stories ranging from the asinine to the arcane. Knights in shining armours and damsels in distress; chaste individuals with impure intentions and concubines with pure motives; sensible wars and senseless peace.

However, there was one asymmetric story which no book did narrate. The story of Venky & Ash.

A story with a tentative beginning but without an end;

A story of optimism not based on outcome;

Some stories best remain untold.

(Word Count: 98)

This story was written as part of the FRIDAY FICTIONEERS challenge, more about which may be found HERE

 For the complete list of entries, please click HERE