Cottonpuff Sweets
Her moral compass is my own, and through all the dreary days of eternity, this vagrant; this vagabond; this nobody, ghost, and wanderer has only one solace, one comfort: in all the realities i visited, hoping to find a cottonpuff of my own, never did i encounter
Math Class #2
It was one of those dreary days where nothing looked pleasant, the snow on the ground was heavy and wet, the roads were coated in salt, and the air smelled like old cigarettes and water. "here, stand under my umbrella."
Math Class #3
Finally something to cover up the dreary bare trees. jack says he has too much homework so i'm just sitting here and thinking (about him) until i think of something else better to do.
Get Your Own
Over the years the paint had chipped and the wood had cracked, but still the frame held that photograph of a dreary day in what would otherwise have been field of rolling gold.
A Tale of Fall
Well, it may be a dreary day, but at least it was fun and entertaining. better than nothing as his dad would say. for now, this small possum was content with life and what was happening, as good can get out of it.
[Draft] Mundane
The gentle crackling of fire, rhythmic taps of rain on the roof, the dreary-grey sky, the fire's warm embrace. this is my favorite time of year. cold and wet is my sunny day.
Triumph and Tragedy (A battle ballad)
Why none hit me is a riddle for wise men to ponder; perhaps it was my dreary fate e're alone to wander. for good or bad, for woe or weal, we made it through to him, but my true purpose was for naught as i bore the god's whim.
burn baby burn part 2
.** **as i went to school the next day i decided something that i wasn't going to stay for long if i stayed in this school eventually my secret would be revealed and id spend the rest of my life in some damp dark dreary cell i was
Mundane (Revision 3)[WIP]
I find it so easy to fall asleep on days like this; fictitious journeys and experiences into my subconscious brought about faster with the aid of the dreary-grey sky, rhythmic taps of rain on the roof, and the gentle crackling and warm embrace of fire.
Kenneth
Work was utter hell, his parents had called to chastise him about his grades, a class had seen him forget an assignment thanks to being up late the previous night, and all in all the dreary weather had taken the events of the day and turned them into something
Sky Ocean Chapter 1
"in dreary a stupor and melancholy a temper, i rose from my bed and wished for december..." the voice was dry and hoarse, prematurely dehydrated from the blistering afternoon sun.
A changing Encounter: Chapter 1:
#1 of a changing encounter it was a dull day; dreary clouds sat ominously over the city, heaving and swaying like smoke or water trapped in a glass container full of wind.