Apr 23, 2007 15:11
You know what the problem with LiveJournal is? I'll suddenly get an idea that I'll want to write about, and then I'll end up talking to somebody about it, and then I don't feel like writing about it anymore.
Huh.
- Ethan
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Spring has arrived. The sun shines on an open field, the wind blows mild air, rustling the underbrush, which is brown and dry now, but soon to be tangled with overgrown weeds, which will make the fields difficult for passage. Two children, freed from the confinement in their house that the cold weather had brought, run down the path that goes alongside the field.
Then some horrible stuff happens
I honestly don't remember where this story was supposed to go. I think it was some type of post-apocalyptic thing. I also have this one about this dude who gets sick and throws up. Both of them are pretty terrible, which I guess is why I never worked on them any further.
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