A Broken Home
The pieces of a crumbling ruin. Tumbling down to a field of grass. Pebbles and rocks, a shadow of hail. Splintered wood and shattered glass. A gradual collapse of weathered walls.
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The pieces of a crumbling ruin. Tumbling down to a field of grass. Pebbles and rocks, a shadow of hail. Splintered wood and shattered glass. A gradual collapse of weathered walls.
#colourchallenge. Entering the bedroom. of this old and. run down place. My eyes settle on the old. throw trimmed. with Antique lace. Exquisitely embroidered. with old gold. coloured thread.
As I walk through the halls We once did share Noticing all the things, We never got to repaire. And the roof It leaks When I'd walk Raindrops splattered upon my cheeks. And the walls are crumbling.
Derelict and dishevelled, Crumbling and abandoned, Alone against the wind, rain and sun, Stands the old house. Ivy crawls deftly up the body of the house, Tightening it's grip, it's influence.
I awoke to Azula barking fiercely at someone. I couldn't see my eyes were blurry.So I rubbed them clear and saw a boy. I hastily stood up and demanded his name.
I walked into a exhausted town. It had a large city hall right smack in the middle of the town square. Since I arrived in the middle of the night there was no one out.
The Watcher brought the binoculars up to his eyes. Through the lenses, despite the darkness and fog, he could see the flaking paint of the house and the rotten window frames.
As the darkness began looming, a lone traveller walked through the jungle that was once the house's garden.