Jackson Howling
Bio
Supposed to be studying for an engineering degree. But words are fun too. They keep escaping. So I thought I'd put them here. Favourite words: silver, Juarez, psithurism, twit.
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Red Sands
Red sands, thin sky, dusty hands, tired eyes. The travellers move through the strange landscape; they are weary and home is too far away to bear thinking about without a shadow falling across the soul, so instead they choose to lose themselves in the stark and barren beauty of their surroundings.
By Jackson Howling5 years ago in Futurism
And I watched the sun set, and smiled.
There are few things more beautiful than the slow unfurling of nature across urban areas as it gently reclaims what we borrowed. These stones were only ever on loan; these iron railings, these glassy facades, these pillars of steel; they were never ours, not really. And here she comes, with weary inevitability, to take it all back.
By Jackson Howling5 years ago in Futurism
