A change of syntax
The light was weakening. The rosey fingered twilight a sema. She turned to the chair in her bedroom, glanced outside, lifted the chair, and threw it out of the window. The shards cascaded on the cobbles below. Passersby looked up, swift footed, in shock, as adversity manifest. She had ran, and dived, thinking of a dolphin. She flew. Not for long. Her general misfortune combined with...Read On
Added: 09 Nov 2013 | Category: Supernatural |
Avg Score: 4 |
Words: 2,146 |
Tags: human forces