The noise faded into the background as we walked farther down the shoreline. Crisp air whistled as it swirled around us. I looked out across the blue, glistening water and noticed how waves, fireflies imprisoned and placed in a jar, untamed and wanting independence from the constraints of the sea. The shadows lengthened as the sun began to set. Seagulls frolicked above calling out. The sound of the waves folding over each other blended with the seagulls’ coos created a pure and innocent song man cannot mimic. As I stepped along the water's edge, the sand, soft as silk, still had the warmth from the sun present on its’ top layers, but as I buried my feet lower, the cool sensation made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Pic of the Day
The noise faded into the background as we walked farther down the shoreline. Crisp air whistled as it swirled around us. I looked out across the blue, glistening water and noticed how waves, fireflies imprisoned and placed in a jar, untamed and wanting independence from the constraints of the sea. The shadows lengthened as the sun began to set. Seagulls frolicked above calling out. The sound of the waves folding over each other blended with the seagulls’ coos created a pure and innocent song man cannot mimic. As I stepped along the water's edge, the sand, soft as silk, still had the warmth from the sun present on its’ top layers, but as I buried my feet lower, the cool sensation made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.
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4 comments:
lol. Thanks, I like ur story too. I had to write a scene that described a mood for my english class.
MORGAN!!! I am very impressed with your descriptive writing skills. Why have you been hiding all of your papers from me to read?
Awesome writing! You do me proud.
xoxoxo
Wow morgan! I like it alot, you're quite talented!
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