Hey beautiful guys and dolls! Here it is! My CP feedback edited story. Had a hard time with this, but I hope it makes sense. I've got a post I'm working on I plan to put up after Thanksgiving. Here ya go. Enjoy... Every morning I wake to carnival day. Today, though, I have my key. If I don’t use it before midnight, my way of escape will gone. It’s a silver key with a twisted metal handle, a sapphire stone half moon and engraved stars. There’s a tiny inscription on the moon, but it’s so small, I’ve never been able to read it.I’ve always kept mine in my jewelry box, but today, I string it on a ribbon and tie it around my neck. My two best friends will be wearing theirs, too, and I wonder how they will escape this carnival of dreams. “What’s it for?” Cress asks as we stand in line for the swings. I run my fingertips over the entire silver surface. “I don’t know. It belonged to my grandmother,” I say. “Whatever.” She shrugs her shoulder in a dismissive way. “Have ...
Well, it's hills, so I would say there are trees. Maybe a lush and quiet stream flowing throw a delightful meadow. Green grass, wild flowers and warm sun.
ReplyDeleteI think there are trees, too, but no grass. Rocks, bushes, eagles, and snakes. Dinosaur snakes!
ReplyDeleteThey are how you might imagine hell. There is lots of lava, it's hot, and there are dino bones scattered about.
ReplyDeleteNo trees, no grass, no humans. Only scary, creepy "others." Cold. Rainy. High in the hills.
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