{ORIGINAL} Bleed Colors of a Monochromatic Rainbow & Breathe Life Through My Window
| Bleed Colors of a Monochromatic Rainbow | Slice of Life | G | ~100 words |
Description: Rain is dark. Rain is bleak. Rain will remind us all in the end.
The pelting rain batters against all surfaces like hurtling bullets, while breaths of harsh wind whistle, whisper and erode everything that happens to interrupt its path. Fences, brick walls, roofs and skeletons of trees, bleed darkened colours that run streaks down to the damp ground like dripping tears. The air hangs heavy, the chills burn through unfortunate souls stranded on abandoned streets and blotches of grey are suspended still in the sky, reminding us all that escape is futile. We are all merely just dangling on the edge. The darkness will catch us all in the end.
| Breathe Life Through My Window | Slice of Life | G | ~230 words |
Description: Time is a mere concept that measures existence. Life is the laughter that echoes through it all.
The hums of the string guitar filtered through the air. The notes colour it with a bright yellow aura, peppered with sweet spiced undertones from the female vocalist, harmonising with the sharp tweets of neighbouring song birds. The ice-cream melts on and caresses the tongue softly. The sweet sensation swells and engulfs the entire mouth. Memories of days gone by, the lost and missed opportunities flood into our minds, but no one whispers a word, scared to tread in forgotten and sensitive territory. Laughter frequents the atmosphere as cheerful outbursts and rises in a flutter to the sky, carrying joy on its wings. There is a rustle of the overhanging leaves as wind whisks through, following a rhythmic flow. This flow is mimicked by the quiet and subtle sways of the river's waves. The slightly murky and distorted mirror reflects the things we want to see and reveals the hidden sides of us that we don't want to admit. The wind brushes up lightly against the face, sending a ripple of chills across the cheeks. It’s counteracted by the sunset glow that emanates and brings heat and a light shade of pink back to the cheeks.
The sights and sound of life are warming to the soul and calming to the mind.
So this is what friendship feels like.
So this is what life feels like.
A/N: I enjoyed the contrast between these two. I wrote the first one and then I wrote the second two days later.
Description: Rain is dark. Rain is bleak. Rain will remind us all in the end.
The pelting rain batters against all surfaces like hurtling bullets, while breaths of harsh wind whistle, whisper and erode everything that happens to interrupt its path. Fences, brick walls, roofs and skeletons of trees, bleed darkened colours that run streaks down to the damp ground like dripping tears. The air hangs heavy, the chills burn through unfortunate souls stranded on abandoned streets and blotches of grey are suspended still in the sky, reminding us all that escape is futile. We are all merely just dangling on the edge. The darkness will catch us all in the end.
| Breathe Life Through My Window | Slice of Life | G | ~230 words |
Description: Time is a mere concept that measures existence. Life is the laughter that echoes through it all.
The hums of the string guitar filtered through the air. The notes colour it with a bright yellow aura, peppered with sweet spiced undertones from the female vocalist, harmonising with the sharp tweets of neighbouring song birds. The ice-cream melts on and caresses the tongue softly. The sweet sensation swells and engulfs the entire mouth. Memories of days gone by, the lost and missed opportunities flood into our minds, but no one whispers a word, scared to tread in forgotten and sensitive territory. Laughter frequents the atmosphere as cheerful outbursts and rises in a flutter to the sky, carrying joy on its wings. There is a rustle of the overhanging leaves as wind whisks through, following a rhythmic flow. This flow is mimicked by the quiet and subtle sways of the river's waves. The slightly murky and distorted mirror reflects the things we want to see and reveals the hidden sides of us that we don't want to admit. The wind brushes up lightly against the face, sending a ripple of chills across the cheeks. It’s counteracted by the sunset glow that emanates and brings heat and a light shade of pink back to the cheeks.
The sights and sound of life are warming to the soul and calming to the mind.
So this is what friendship feels like.
So this is what life feels like.
A/N: I enjoyed the contrast between these two. I wrote the first one and then I wrote the second two days later.