Let me set the mood for you, a memory that was never mine but something I caught a fleeting glimpse at- On the rocky shore you're on, it's dusk now and the clouds are a beautiful canvas for the sun to paint across
They streak with the brightest calm pink, little lines of gold are parallel with the horizon. The clouds are scattered and they're so far away from you and the colors change with the distance from the sun- they fade to the lightest of purples and dull blues- the ocean underneath is calm and reflects the intensity the sky emits.
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Spur Writings
RandomAs the title says, it's a place where I can put some writings that I plan on doing more often. I used to write but I'm trying to get back into the the fold of it. Honestly I'm not that good at it and hope this helps me- and it's a nice feeling of ju...
