Night was slowly gaining on the day, the clear blue darkened as the sun pulled its blue curtains away and the moon opened its black ones. Yet you were sat on the roof of your house, hands behind your head and one leg over the other.
A mostly clear sky with aspects of faded cotton clouds on the sky. You were waiting for night to come to see the stars but it seemed the summer day stretched longer than you remembered.
However a small metallic bird glided across the sky, trail of clouds huffed behind it like smoke of a cartoon dragon. Though it was far, the planes features still stood out. Eagle like wings stretched wide cutting through the earths atmosphere flying higher and higher, beyond all sight. While night grew the plane illuminated its yellow lights keeping its steady pace. Eventually, disappearing into the sea deep blue abyss.
Taking a deep breathe you lift your head and look over your roof. Down to all the slums of your village. Cramped wooden and mud hunts with broken floor boards as the pathways between each home. Clothes hung on the bard windows, with leashed guards dogs growling at any stranger walking by. Cries of sick orphans and dying mothers were heard down the road while police car sirens neared the village.
It was another pacification day, and for once, you hoped that somhow youd be caught in the crossfire and end up flying with the planes. Away from this hell and towards paradise.
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Random Writings
De TodoJust a bunch of mini stories based off images I found, and I miss the Primary School days where creative writing was a constant. (Or I'm just a sad loser, which is a hundred percent possible as well)
