|My first Daily Deviation|
NoirThrough the darkness of the space and time we move headed for a collision with ourselves. it is inevitable, yet we try to turn a blind eye on it and pretend that debris flying past us at the breakneck pace is just a carnival confetti. we draw upon our own fears to gain strength needed for ignition of our imagery mechanism of reality combustion. we let it bloom exceeding known color spectrum just to get yet another distraction. we are so engraved in self-deceit that we start to mistrust the reality, simply because it is so different from what we are used seeing inside of us.Noir by yama-dharma
Through the darkness of the space and time the aircraft flew diverging an airspace of one country after another, one time zone after another. The darkness of the night engulfing it from every side with wind meticulously polishing the smooth metal sides at breakneck pace. Tiny warm bodies being hauled along just away from dark of the outside and rage of wind. Tiny bodies in the heart of vast void ignorant of anything
The Beach- Let's stop here. This looks like a beach to me. "Blue Lagoon", awesome!The Beach by yama-dharma
- Ammmm...I thought...Actually, yeah, why not. Could you please drop us off here?!
She took her ballet shoes off and walked onto still-warm sand. Not looking back, just trod forth towards the line of wet sand closer to the surf.
He hesitated for a moment, but not long enough to doubt. He rolled his suit pant legs up, stuffed socks in his sneakers and hurried after her.
She walked naturally on sand. Each small foot landing gracefully kicking a fresh little cloud of sand after each step. Her hips swayed elegantly in her tight blue jeans with each step further mesmerizing him.
He walked clumsily behind. Trying to catch up, yet look casual. Trying to walk near her, but not daring to put his arm around her slender waist and roll along with her graceful sway.
She would hurl a look back over her shoulder to see where he was. Her face sparkling with vitality of dying sun, ocean breeze and tranquility of the shore.
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