#NaPoWriMo Day 21: Dreary Greys.

The colours have all bled out...

#NaPoWriMo Day 13: A Lazy Summer Day.

A shade in the sun, a welcome relief.

#NaPoWriMo Day 9: An Ode To Endless Yarn.

A keepsake to hold onto...

#NaPoWriMo Day 6: Twisted and Tangled.

What am I if not beyond saving? 

#NaPoWriMo Day 5: Moment Of Homecoming.

What do a comet, a sandcastle and a snowflake have in common?

#NaPoWriMo Day 2: A Single Thread Of Gold.

Rocks, pillars, and soulmates

Most Days.

Art was always supposed to be something to cherish.

Sijo Saturday!

I wrote something!

What Other Way Is There To Create?

It's only natural.

Every Page.

Losing years of sleep.

An Endless Fall.

Don't we all just yearn?

Where to Begin?

Do you ever have an idea in your head that you just struggle to bring to life?

Abandoned.

I'll leave that one up to you.

Praises.

An illusion is all it was...

Daydream Mine.

Perhaps this is what it means to lose oneself...

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