Dark day. She reached the bus stop, head down, shoulders hunched. The sun warmed her head, incongruous to her mood. The sun should not be here on this dark day.
Elise leant self-consciously on the glass and kept her eyes trained on the cracks in the pavement, not wanting to see the other potential passengers. The deep belly rumble of the approaching bus and its urban smell taunted her senses and for a moment, she regretted what she was about to do.
With a squeal and a hiss, the bus arrived. Elise climbed hesitantly on board, hoisting her backpack higher.
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Life Through Glass
A day at the aquarium is just what we need, she thought to herself. It had been a long time since she and Robin had had a dedicated day to themselves and the thought of the calm, tranquil environment of the aquarium appealed to her; letting the surroundings dictate the mood, a mood that would allow them to focus on each other. A little world of bright technicolour, like being in a natural kaleidoscope. Magical almost and suspended from reality. It appealed to her sense of romanticism and she was desperately trying to hold onto this in the face of a barrage of the mundane. Their love had become stagnant. She wasn't sure why. Routine? Tiredness? Time constraints? Effort? All of the above? Quite probably. But she was not prepared to continue in this vein and this was her opening attempt at revival. She still loved Robin, she thought, although sometimes she wondered if she was convincing herself of this feeling rather than experiencing it.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
The Girl Who Lived in the Forest
Deep beyond the last stone houses of the valley, there was a wide, quiet forest where sunlight moved gently through the leaves and the wind spoke in soft whispers. In that forest lived a young girl named Elina. She had lived there for as long as she could remember, in a small wooden cabin built beside a clear stream. While others found the forest frightening, Elina called it home.
By Bilal Mohammadi7 days ago in Fiction
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Nicely done.