Red, purple, pink, green,
Aurora’s lights reflected,
In her bright blue eyes
About the Creator
Michael Bradshaw
Started writing a few years back in the form of roleplay, writing little stories of fiction with other people. As time went by I realized I loved it and others enjoyed reading my work. I just hope that I can create more for people to enjoy.
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A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶a day ago in Petlife
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Gorgeous!