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Bleeding Earth The sun was perched at the peak of the craggy grey clouds, in the sizzling afternoon. Waves of musky orange and rusted red swamped the sky; an ocean of immense pressure that pressed downwards, grinding against the faded green and muddled brown of the earth. A muddled river flowed across the earth; a confused streak of yellow stumbling away into the horizon.   Birds sang songs in the background, and the air quavered with marvellous melodies of every colour and hovering harmonies – emotions were conveyed and enjoyed on an alien frequency, broadcasting to even more alien consciousness. Deep within the river, hundreds of t

Parting With Clouds The sky was a deep, calm, and absorbing blue, splashed with dashes of fluffy white cloud, but a thunderstorm was rumbling in my heart. I sat on a lonely seat at a bus station. The events of last night flashed as lightning bolts inside me: my father, his face scrunched up and red with fury, his arms lashing and slashing at air; my mother, standing beside him, crying; and insults rolling of my tongue. Thunderclaps of guilt and regret resounded within, but were drowned by a vast expanse of angry, dark, and brooding clouds.   Sighing, I leaned back in the seat, stared up into the calmness and serenity of the sky, and los

Unsatisfied David Martin sat on an uncomfortable chair, which always seemed to creakily tilt to one side, despite his attempts to keep it still.  He was in a sparklingly white room; so bright it almost hurt to gaze around it. When he did, he was disappointed by the room's emptiness; it held two chairs, and a desk. His hands were rested on his thighs, his fingers tapping at a furious pace, but with a frail stiffness, birthed by a nervousness that had rooted itself tightly into David's mind. The doctor walked in. David gazed into the liquid black beads that were the doctor's eyes. The doctor opened his mouth. The noise that came seemed to t

IMAGINATION An old dusty lamp shone a rusted yellow, and through a large rectangular window the wispy moonlight slithered in. The lamp was on a desk, and an old man sat on a chair, hunched over the desk, surrounded by shadows and silence, sealed off from the white noise that buzzed outside. His face was scrunched into an expression of intense concentration, but his blue eyes were glazed with happiness and awe, staring off into faraway lands of magic and adventure, marvelling at magnificent dragons which breathed emerald flames that flickered in azure skies. Now he saw nebulas of dust glitter in the colours of the rainbow that floated,