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100 Themes Challenge - Part 2021: Vacation
Well this sucks. Dani threw down her surfboard onto the sand.
Andy rolled her eyes. Just because its not wild doesnt mean it wont be fun. We hardly come down here!
Im glad we dont, she frowned, unrolled her towel and sat down on it.
Sometimes Andy thought her selection in friends wasnt as brilliant as shed like it to be.
022: Mother Nature
I know you wouldnt like to listen, and I acknowledge that, but I think now now that this is all over youll want to listen to the birds, the trees, each step taken by the hikers in the high hills, the wind blowing through your hair he paused, his eyes twinkling. You cant avoid it forever, Andy. I hope you know that.
She swung her gaze around to look out the window, noticing the frivolous colour of vermilion that seemed to stain the sky with its blood-like fingers.
100 Themes Challenge - Part 1001: Introduction
Nothing is worth anything when one hasnt been battered, bruised and torn.
That is all.
It just couldnt possibly be right. There was no way it couldve been right.
No way in the ruddy depths of Hell.
But then again, Hell wasnt a place where such a thing would reside.
Do I really ?
Shadows of the trees surrounding the garden grew longer as the sun dipped further into the pool of the horizon, and cast orange, red, yellow and pink hues across the sky. Something wasnt right about that. I cant. For such a realisation, the reactions she gained from Mother Nature seemed to mock her.
That definitely wasnt right.
So why did it take so long, if it wasnt right? Why did the decision that it clearly was false have to wait on something that was so unbalanced? Her mind was a pair of scales; weighing one decision, discarding the next. They all seemed to dissatisfy her.
And him. He was neve
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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