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WeatherI feel envy when the sky cries
Tears of happiness and joy
Will my vision cloud with thunder
Or will sunrays be my choice
Writing Challenge: Day 2 and 3Olivia was walking in silence, her head filled with thoughts. She didn't sense the blue sky, because for her it was all grey. She didn't notice the beautiful red flowers touched lightly by the morning dew, she just kept walking.
Once, she enjoyed to be there. The stone types used for the gravestones were mostly surprisingly original. She had seen one made for the chinese lady, Mrs. Wu, who ran a bookstore. Her gravestone were made out of jade, beautiful green jade. It was even more beautiful when the stone was a little wet.
Olivia remembered the day after his death. She had complained and said how he was feeling dizzy. But she had just hissed at him, told him to stop whining. She had been cleaning their little house all day, and their grandkids were visiting. She had noticed something was wrong under dinner, but she just told her grandkids that granddad was just tired. She regret that now. She had finally seen how bad she was sometimes. But hadn't he, while they were at the hospital, h
Writing Challenge: Day 1 (Part 1)“The game goes on!” Amy said. She was sitting in a chair in her living room, watching her best friends sitting around a round table. They where playing a homemade version of Cluedo, with homemade characters, weapons and locations.
After her brief introduction, she took on the helmet and went back to her journey into the game.
It was nearing the end. She knew what the murder weapon was, but she didnt know who and where. Or why, for that matter. To their own little session they always added a cause.
The technology allowed her to take on the role of one of the characters. She was currently her favorite character, Countess Blackbird, who she made herself. Her friends where happy they had found a way to combine roleplay and the new virtuel games.
Countess Blackbird was, as the rules aquired, a shady character. The owner of the mansion they played in, Mr. Gothic, was her former lover, and she hated him for stripping her of her money. She had the motive, but she had her own card.
Aegrus 1Makolow was a genius, and that is not questionable.
He, and he alone, had taken initiative and created dimension in which his dying world could survive. The others were lucky to be here. And he alone could rule it fairly.
Yes, Makolow was a man with a ego, and he continued to have that ego throughout his life.
But in the end, his ego would be the end of him.
Makolow, before the Tailor Project, was a very respectable man in his worlds society. He had discovered the creation of other dimensions, used for storage and safekeeping. He was the first to find a habitated dimension and created a good alliance with this other world.
And then, the other world suddenly released a deadly crusade to crush Makolows world. But, again, Makolow gathered the people and used his lab and machines to create a hole into a empty and black dimension. He then succeeded to pull out meteors from other worlds into the black world and, finally, scattering copies of his lab to each meteor and then settling one. And
Due to personal experience she knew it was going to end in tears.
Everything. He had done it again.
And he blamed her.
Let it end with the body down the river.
Cottage by the river, see the sacrifice made here.
Let me color them red for you.
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