Due to a short depressive state I managed to put myself in, I didn’t do any work on developing a story, or planning a post for this week. So, instead of just not posting anything, I have for you all a bit of writing I did! I have no recollection what it pertained to, but I figured it was still worth posting. Please enjoy, and I’ll see you all mext week!
What is it you’re searching for?
The dreams speak-what do they say?
Hark, to the words of voiceless whispers
From some place beyond time and scope
The storm came swiftly. Without more warning than a single, world-spread roll of thunder that could be felt deep below the soil. The earth cried out and the sky answered in its torrent. Rain came down in heavy sheets, soaking everything in mere seconds. The river swelled and tossed about in fits too big for its boundaries, spilling out and flooding the plains surrounding it. The inhabitants of the plains fled from the downpour and hide under rocks and the few trees that dotted the landscape. The horror of the dark skies would give birth to green pastures and crystalline waters. They had but to survive the nightmare to wake into the dream.