10 minutes of Narrative & Verse Writing class

[_shadeofgrey]

John had been in the park for over an hour now. when he'd entered he'd been able to see his breath cloud up in front of him as the icy precipitation of the morning air scalded his lips. Now even the dewy grass had lost its glimmer, no longer providing that satisfying crumpling under his feet as the frosty rigidity warmed

Comments

[_lyra_b]

I play 'editor' for several of my writer friends so I get to read a lot of work. This is as good as much of what I've seen from them. I would love to see this fleshed out into a whole short story.

[_shadeofgrey]

i don't know where it would go sorry, it was given to my by my tutor to embellish.

i'm currently writing a story about my favourite vending machine, but i think it maybe to kafkaesque to submit. kafka would have failed my course.