Ugggggghhhhhh I wanna write something shitty but I wanna write the thing I've been working on for a year
Screw it.
Meyla walked along the woods, She was happy, and she could smell the scent of... Something. Her white dress had a red spray-pattern on it that she found quite fashionable, Ignoring the liquid filling her footprints as she walked.She looked up, the gentle rays of the sun caressing either the trees leaves or her face. She looked to the left. Empty. She looked to the right. Empty.
"Oh, what a lovely day..." Meyla said aloud. She knew no one could hear her. "Don't you agree?" She asked. Then she giggled. "Oh yeah, You're all dead." She said, putting her bloodied hand to her cheek, smiling. Ignoring the blood pooling in her footprints as she walked, Her white dress had a browning spray-pattern on it that she found quite fashionable. Meyla walked along the woods, She was happy, and she could smell the scent of... Something.
I'll probs update this when I need a break from writing the other thing... Enjoy this, I guess?
If you want me to write a short thing using a prompt, comment with a link to the prompt image or sth so I can see it I guess...
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