Day 1 (2/1/2012)
001. Close your eyes briefly. Think of one object in the room and focus on it. Without opening your eyes recall as much detail as you can about it. After 3 minutes or so, open your eyes and write about that object without looking at it.
Among the wild ruins of discarded paper and lonely pens, she stands tall and proud, her small stature diminished by her gentle yet empowering aura. Beady onyx eyes gleam towards the distance, staring at something and nothing at the same time (there is not a trace of a soul infused in the two beads, but they are as real and as alive as a newborn baby's first cry). A delicate nose rests on top of her pointed face. Two black lines race downwards and leave their separate ways at a crossroad before curving back upwards to embody a small smile, the kind of smile that renders you breathless, the smile you hope will accompany you through hell and back.
Perched on her small head are two furry triangles meant to portray her hearing senses. Normally, they are as still as the remnants after a messy war, but if one were to look closely when a zephyr sweeps in, her ears would tremble a little, fearing the cold would blow her cover.There is a certain beauty in the way her disheveled fur clings tight to her body - it arranges itself like the dancing grass of a meadow during one particularly fine spring day. A bright green ribbon sloppily forms a crooked bow on her short neck. The bleak surroundings do nothing to deter the vivid rose colour she so proudly flaunts. She is not afraid to fight against the gloomy cloud and emerge in the sunshine, nor is she afraid to appear living in an otherwise deceased world.
She is the embodiment of our souls, the souls desperate to be set free, the souls desperate to remain breathing. But we have succumbed to the monotonous siege attacking us, in the hopes that the army will leave us free and unscathed. And in return, we traded our vibrant and restless souls for a life of safety, of monotony, of death.
♠ oops, this was supposed to be of my pink alpaca but then i'm talking about deaths????????? what is wrong with me????????????
♠ sob sob maybe it's my depressdness sob sob
♣ idt i can do this challenge because my brain already hurts!!!!!!!!!!!!!
