Tuesday, December 9, 2014

wasteland

the gray sky was fogged with thick smoke, I was struggling to breathe.Nothing but waste surrounded me, no life in sight not one living tree. The dry 

1 comment:

  1. AnonymousSaturday, December 13, 2014

    I love the atmosphere that you've created using descriptive language. But, I'm pretty sure you want to work on Editing, Capitals, spaces, Finishing, and so-on. Continue this, and you could go places with your writing!

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