Endless pools. The endless pools of wonder, sadness, pain, excitement. The chocolate spheres of his eyes were tired. The dark sacks under his eyes could show anyone how sleep-deprived he is. The smooth darkness of his hair is fluffy under my fingertips. His dark and velvety eyes were starting to get covered by his eyelids and in about five seconds he was asleep. His chest rising and falling in a steady tempo against me. I couldn't help but smile at his peace. He needed this time. This darkness of peaceful sleep. Though, I knew this blissful moment couldn't last long.
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Random 100-word stories
Short StorySo I've been in a creative writing class in school. I absolutely love writing 100 word short stories so as I continue to write them I'll put them here for people to read and give feedback or random things.
