Jermain Parker
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I'm an artist that specializes in written works.
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Nine Days Queen
It was the most nerve wrecking day of her life. The sun had barely risen over central England and it was casting beams of light so crisp that they almost seemed solid fixtures in the morning space. Anxiety plagued her chest and stomach as she attempted to control her breathing. The air was an usual coolness; the moisture of dew still spread about all the grass. The news she had just received was so overwhelming yet there are some who would no doubt enjoy to be in her shoes at this moment. Her small hands gripped at the lengthy cloth of her dress out of sheer nervousness as she stood at the back garden to her family’s home.
By Jermain Parker4 years ago in Fiction
The Corridor
Beams of golden light pierced the window and flooded the room of the loft revealing a cluttered mess of clothing and paperwork spread about. A serene quiet was shattered as sounds from an alarm clock shrieked in repetition. “Ugh…errgh… argh” was the muttering of a hung over 40 year old fed up with the responsibility of life. He reached over to recklessly swat at the alarm sound, eventually slapping a button on the clock that silenced it.
By Jermain Parker4 years ago in Fiction
The Siren of Red Summer
The night was warm and well-lit by the moon, which hung overhead like a glistening orb in a canopy of black and navy blue. Every few moments the warmth of the breeze would strengthen as the air forced its way around every solid object on the coast. He stood there under a red light, confused at what had just occurred only moments prior. It was supposed to be a memory that reflected a celebration of life, etched in the fabric of his mind for eternity. Somehow it was exactly that, but not quite as he expected.
By Jermain Parker4 years ago in Fiction
