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WritingPractice3:Music:NIN-G1I see an abandoned city street, there are no signs of life anywhere to be found. The streets are run down with large potholes scattered across them like the spots on a dalmatian. The brick buildings look as if they had been sitting there for hundreds of years, crumbling bit by bit and turning to dust. A sharp wind blows through the cracks of the buildings causing the windows to whistle and shudders to slap back and forth. An old newspaper rolls along the city street past a single skeleton laying silently against a trash can. His tattered brown coat floats back and forth in the wind, as he rests with an empty bottle of whiskey in his hand. AsWritingPractice3:Music:NIN-G1
by ~LittlePaperCactus
Writing Practice2:dream 1Preface: As I slept I dreamed that I was a student in a strange academy in a city by the boarder of some far off place. The Curriculum was based off of a holographic room where you study while training in combat. The lesson was The Odyssey through Odysseus' eyes. We were working by chapter.Writing Practice2:dream 1
The school was the likeness of an air force base with large grey dome like buildings and a single dormitory in the center that from the outside & in looked like a large Victorian mansion. Surrounding the school is a very small and spread out town with small one or two bedroom houses for the instructors. A little further off in the distance the
by ~LittlePaperCactus
WritingPractice1Unedited.I see a man in a medical ward staring out the window. As we come in through the door to get a closer look at what he's doing, he begins to act as if he's checking a control board, flipping switches, reading numbers, and taking notes on a little black notebook with a red crayon. A nurse walks in and hands him some pills in a little clear plastic cup. As she leaves he puts a brown paper bag on his head with a hole cut out for his face, the room around him fades to black. Beneath the wooden chair he's sitting in, a fire begins to blaze lifting him up into space. He lifts of the chair and begins floating looking at the stars around him circling aWritingPractice1Unedited.
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