"visualise the insides of your mind in the form of a landscape. tell me, what do you see?"
"I see a silent beachside in black and white. The waves ebb ever so gently, back and forth, back and forth... A lonely cliff stands at the side, quietly still. I see... a man dressed in monochromatic colours standing at the edge of this lonesome cliff. On his hands, a single, vividly coloured red rose limped like a dying stork on a rock. I took a step forward, to talk to this man. Before I knew it, he lets go of the rose and it fell to the swaying waves below him..."
"..."
"......"
"what... happened after that?"
"I... can't seem to visualise that place again. I don't know."
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Old Snips (a collection of old writing)
RandomThis is just an old collection of writing I did from way back when. Putting them up here mainly for archival purposes. Feel free to gawk, feel free to stare. 🌥
