Ahhh.. SWC is back again! I'm excited to get back in the grove! Excerpt down there \/ The '' are stand-in italics
Excerpt: I walk on the bland gray sand, each grain crunching between my toes. I walk down the path, towards the flower grove. I step on a pebble and I wince, tears coming to my eyes. I sit on a large rock, watching my foot drip. There is something enchanting of the drip, drip, drip of the pale blue fluid. I stay there for a moment, then grab a bandage from my pocket. I place it on my foot, sighing in relief. I continue on my way to the flower grove. After a couple moments, I am at the flower grove. I see my drawing set. I found it one day when it crashed through the atmosphere of my plant. My home. I sigh, and begin painting. I am all alone in the place. It is only me. I feel tears in my eyes. I allow them to come, falling from my eyes to my cheeks. I let out a sob. It gets so lonely, with just me. There is no other life on my planet. It is just me. I long for a friend, for someone to be with. 'Someone to love.' My thoughts say. Love? It is such an odd word for me. The pale, shimmering wings on my back flap. I have never experienced… 'love'. I continue to ponder over what love is as I paint. After my painting session, I have decided that love is something that you like very, very much. Like my art set. I stare my painting. I like it very much. It looks just like my grove. 'I love it' ,I decide. I walk back to my home, humming. “Love” I say, trying the word aloud. It feels odd on my tongue. I walk into my house. I feel an odd hum in the air. I gasp, locking my house door shut. I hear loud boom, and a click. It was silent for a moment, then I peered out my window. It was… something. It must of come through the atmosphere like the art kit. It has brown hair. It’s chest is rising and falling. I gasp. It is 'alive'. It sits up after a couple moments. It looks around. It has a look of surprise. I have had that feeling before. I feel it right now. It stands, and I stumble away from the window. It was coming towards my house. Oh dear.
