[Weekly Scribbling] Week 4

Where I challenge myself to write at least one micro story/text/something each week.

Being deliriously pessimistic this week, I know…

~*~*~

It was a time of mysteries and death.

Of unknown truths and absent lies.

The days of a newborn world.

And it’s unnamed wanderers.

Beating to the rhythm of the sun and moon’s endless dance.

Bathed by starlight and blue skies.

A time without greed or hatred.

A time without humanity.

 

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About Celyn

Heavy dreamer, lover of stories, obsessive gamer, voracious reader, music addict, and worshipper of the color black. I ramble, I rant, I overthink things, I dream out loud, I swear, I overuse smilies and abuse ellipses. You have been warned...
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