July 6th #WritingPrompt
Brittle wings unfurled, the color of a midnight sky, star dust shimmering like diamonds along their curved edges. In the distance, a sound echoed. Not only angels got their wings when the bell tolled.
What are the next lines?
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@JWillows_Author Poor little snail looking up at the sky wishing for wings so it could fly climbing up a tree so very high jumping off forever reaching for the clouds ever so high
But falling to the ground
O well I'll give it another try 🐌
July 5th #WritingPrompt
He wiped the steam from the glass, peering out into the foggy night. Had anyone seen? He'd been so careful...it had to be done. There was no other way.
What are the next lines?
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