Post by untilthis.echo on May 19, 2007 0:33:17 GMT -5
A/N: Drabble...
Just Like The Black Bird
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An endless ocean of sky, stained with splotches of crimson that swayed between the clouds, which faded into pale cream colors. Splotches of pink seeped into the never ending bathing of lights, mixed in with dark orange and red. The clouds, in their camouflaged creamy coat, drifted onward.
A low whistle sounded as the sun vanished from the sky and low into the horizon. It rang from the distance, a mere echo of what had transpired during the chaos. Debris lay scattered, fallen atop each other in a disarray of buildings as the whistle sounded again. A black bird perched itself neatly upon the debris, upon a fallen skyscraper as its beady eyes gazed at the barren gray land around it. Its dark eyes, imposing and scathing, turned to watch the sunset. It whistled. Yet nothing answered.
The land around the city was barren, consisting of few vegetation as it drank in the light of the setting sun. Its soil was cracked, rough and gray. At the instant of sunset and sunrise though, it transformed into a wash of golden color. A hare poked its head out, eyed the miserable chaos, and then ducked back into its den. The black bird stared after the hare, watching its pale brown body disappear. It continued to whistle lightly.
A shadow rested on the largest skyscraper, on the greatest lost. The sun fell just behind it, outlining it an auric trace. The shadow did not sway in the low, sweet breeze of the dusk sky. It stood there, feet perched, just like the black bird. Just like the black bird, it gazed about the debris and chaos, standing rigidly tall. Just like the blackbird, it ruffled its ebony wings. Just like the black bird, it whistled.
Just like the black bird, no one answered its cry.
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A/N: For clarity, the shadow at the end has a human shape with wings.
Just Like The Black Bird
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An endless ocean of sky, stained with splotches of crimson that swayed between the clouds, which faded into pale cream colors. Splotches of pink seeped into the never ending bathing of lights, mixed in with dark orange and red. The clouds, in their camouflaged creamy coat, drifted onward.
A low whistle sounded as the sun vanished from the sky and low into the horizon. It rang from the distance, a mere echo of what had transpired during the chaos. Debris lay scattered, fallen atop each other in a disarray of buildings as the whistle sounded again. A black bird perched itself neatly upon the debris, upon a fallen skyscraper as its beady eyes gazed at the barren gray land around it. Its dark eyes, imposing and scathing, turned to watch the sunset. It whistled. Yet nothing answered.
The land around the city was barren, consisting of few vegetation as it drank in the light of the setting sun. Its soil was cracked, rough and gray. At the instant of sunset and sunrise though, it transformed into a wash of golden color. A hare poked its head out, eyed the miserable chaos, and then ducked back into its den. The black bird stared after the hare, watching its pale brown body disappear. It continued to whistle lightly.
A shadow rested on the largest skyscraper, on the greatest lost. The sun fell just behind it, outlining it an auric trace. The shadow did not sway in the low, sweet breeze of the dusk sky. It stood there, feet perched, just like the black bird. Just like the black bird, it gazed about the debris and chaos, standing rigidly tall. Just like the blackbird, it ruffled its ebony wings. Just like the black bird, it whistled.
Just like the black bird, no one answered its cry.
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A/N: For clarity, the shadow at the end has a human shape with wings.
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