MJ Dickson
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Just writing for fun. I don't do it because I'm told. I do it because I am inspired.
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Consumed
The familiarity of my surroundings appears the same as it has always been. The trees decorating the entrance into the building. The brick walls showing signs of aging but still holding strong. The gentle silence of the night glistening as the stars come into alignment. Everything remains stagnant as the day before, however a piece is missing. Though nothing is out of place, a darkness lurks about. Daytime begins to feel like it is going at snail’s pace, yet the days go by so quickly. A blink of an eye and the month has gone by. Seeming as if I am living in slow motion, somehow, life has been fast forwarded.
By MJ Dickson4 years ago in Humans
Dimitra
It was a brisk, warm summer's morning. The colors of the sky danced in harmony as they displayed their warm tones of burnt orange, soft yellow, and crisp red. Hues of violet and primrose faded softly into the background as they all came together to welcome the morning sun. Tiny sparrow chirps filled the air as critters of the Earth began to wake. The choir of nature was in tune as peace rested within the land. Life was at balance.
By MJ Dickson4 years ago in Fiction
