Monica Russell
Joined December 2022
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Mierda
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. Under a full moon, the world glowed a purple hue. I stood alone in a field with only rolling hills to see for miles. Dark green grass swayed at my ankles. Waves of wind rolled across the meadow creating a sea of greenery. To my right, I could hear soft crashing waves on the beach in the distance. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply through my nose. I held my breath, holding this moment, then gently released with a sigh. It was rare to have a moment of quiet, a moment in time where you are one with the ground you stand on.
By Monica Russell3 years ago in Fiction
