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Not strange, but quirky...word flavour samples
I have a very strange habit of not being able to stop writing **. Actually, it is not all that strange. Merely that I will end my life if I stop. It keeps me grounded, keeps me thinkingNDZ3, keeps me distracted for when I am shaking with barely controlled rage/grief/any other emotion under the sky. For the extremely bored (or mentally deranged), here are a few excerpts of word flavours, or the world as I see it through a lens (of sorts), if you will:
Sharp sunlight saturated with rays shooting down upon the bright seaside
Dark tolls mark the morbid beginnings of a fearsome night
Cheery patterns colour the dresses marching by. Reds, blues, ginghams. Plaids, silks, satins. Leathers, suedes, spandex.
Muted lamps soften the glow of a gently swaying canopy. The breeze breathes life into the plush fabric, weaving it to and fro.
Claps of thunder roll across the plain as sharp cracks of lightning rend the sky asunder
Attentative clerks fill in their sharp minutes with an intent alertness and perky personalities.
Rain falls through a steady stream of sunlight, magically transforming each individual drop into a precious, glistening jewel.
Beautiful! Keep going! But, I do get the suspicion that this post is a bit more about fishing than divulging secrets.