Let’s see what else is happening this week… Colbert is running for president, SOPA draws nearer to the Senate, and education of the masses starts next week. I must warn you: the History books may not be kind to us and so we must chose our words carefully, my friends.
Enjoy these prompts, and leave some of your own in the comments.
It was no use to him practically but theoretically, yes. How it could jump between perceptions and boundaries he did not know or care. There was work to be done.
A requiem is meant to ferry the dead to safe harbors; so she sang. But the melody choked and seemed to become a lullaby. And who could sleep when the grave yards were being buried in work.
The old clock was tired of its job; its arms sagged, the ticks n’ tocks yawned, and the chiming of the hour was melancholy at best.
Heart, dawn, bloom
The newspaper-real honest to god paper- had to resort to extreme headlines to reclaim its audience.
This contract can be canceled in case of an act of god. See section 13, part B.
“Another gem,” she mused, “like the one given to Persephone from her husband to soothe her.”
From the beach I could see the whales, 3 of them, breeching on the hour, every hour. They had been doing it all day.
Copper burns green.
Happy Friday everyone. Enjoy your weekend. Massive snowfall here, means sledding. See you on the slopes!