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A summer breeze whispers softly, stirring the golden sand. The ocean radiates life, warmth, beauty. 1
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She dances like a gypsy girl, leaping and sparking, beautiful and free. She is sunset and sunrise, an explosion of radiant colours, brimming with light and warmth. 1
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by The-Exception
300 words,
on Aug 26 1:37 AM. In Beach, Description, Life, Nature, Ocean, Poem, Poetry, Summer, Teen, Young adult
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An experiment in description.
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Death stood, silent and unmoving on top of the hill. Usually coated in lush green grass it was now merely an arid patch of dry dirt and weeds in an exact radius around the creature. The two trees to either side of Death had l
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I stepped cautiously out of the cool air conditioned building and into the street. The heat hit me immediately, the humidity making my skin and clothes damp. Greeted by the sight of gridlock and by the smell of carbon monoxid
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Imagine black. Never ending black. Eternal as the night, like Death, wrenched from the Underworld and trapped into a canvas.
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The whole world radiated freshness. Shane, the first of the two suns set slowly and disappeared below the horizon. The sky that embraced th
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Warm sand, dust, exotic spices: the bustling city and dry, rocky expanse of desert combine into one unique, unforgettable scent--a strange yet enticing smell that lingers on the senses like fragrant flowers on a gentle breeze
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The portrait of peace. I hope the rich texture of imagery touches your heart as it has touched mine.
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Alas, he had arrived. A mansion of beauty and riches.
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Description of the beach for contest
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The slowly setting sunset flung rich light across the water, creating a yellow brick road to the source of the mayhem. The sea roared, pounding against the sand. Waves reached high into the sky, reaching for the teasing lante
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The beach is a wonder to me. To how our moon controls the currents and the many rocks and coral that gives the water its color. Sitting in the dull, warm sands, I watch as the cascading swells meet the starlit sky. Every p
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it was a sunny day. i was walking along looking for an adventure in these strange walls of this weird, hick town. i lived anong full bloods
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Just a quick description of a river, as I went to one today it triggered my imagination and I decided to write about it, hope you enjoy it!
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A description of smoke and so on, to be later used in one of my fictional stories.
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A simple candy cane. Or is it?
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In our kitchen island we have a small bird's egg in wax. It is small, no make that tiny and it is no bigger than an acorn. The egg has a small hole in it and I mean small, by the size of the hole the baby bird looks like it w
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Once manicured spaces of green, fade beneath a tangle of thick undergrowth. Tombstones, like jagged teeth, protrude from the ground, their
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I love the feel of your smooth leathery skin beneath my fingers. Your redness tells me that you’re ready to be devoured. I take hold of you firmly but gently and spread you open, surrendering your fruit for the taking. Lik
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It’s snowing outside. There’s ice on my window. Tiny, tiny droplets of frozen water, purest white, frothy as the most intricate lace. Their small and fragile forms shatter into particles as more snowflakes come and replace th
by Friesian
300 words, 11 comments,
on Dec 19 12:24 PM 2008. In Contest, Description, Detail, Imagery, Other, Sleet, Snow, Snowflakes, Thoughts
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It was the most beautiful dress I had ever seen. Nestled between a rather garishly pink halter-neck and a bright yellow gown, was a dress that looked like water given shape and suspended in mid-air. Taking it off the rack I a
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A blow by blow account of a wonderful meal.
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Character Name: Clement Amar Edward Jacques Charbonneau (Severin [the Dark])
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A large wolven creature with the average body of a wolf, the golden eyes of a snake...
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Description of a ruby dragon.
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I'm going to try to improve my detail writing with this description.1
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A gentle breeze blew down the street, carrying a piece of paper with it. As it scraped by a thick pair of boots, a gloves hand shot down an
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dear decay; what a pretty thing when dressed in white.
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Pieces of sky fell into the dirt-tainted puddles that dotted the grass-free gravel expanse my tires were delicately rolling over. The rippl
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What is falling in love?1 / It is light and darkness coalescing into one moment, that one single moment when I realise that out of the vast universe of souls, one would hurtle into my world like
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“Shwoosh” the waves roared as they crashed down. Underneath the rolling waves, tiny fragments of colored shells gently danced around. At th
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The temperature has risen to ninety-three degrees by eleven-thirty and she is butchering a mass of green. Sweat beads across her face and arms; the light cotton shirt clings tightly against her curves. Even from this distan
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It was five minutes before closing time, the tour guides were ushering the final guests through and out of the gift shop as fast as possibl
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The vast plains of the Kenyan Savannah stretched until it hit the Aberdare mountain range.
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I could feel the writer’s thoughts vibrating dully through the shaft of the pen. The utensil danced to and fro, traveling like a car down
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The attic was musty. She looked through and old box filled with the memories of her stored away childhood, mostly things from her teenage years, and there, lying at the bottom was and old photograph. / She picked it up
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Anita stepped into the old antique store on the corner of Chestnut Street.
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Beyond the mist of darkness My shelter exists on the hills
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