What is love? It is a universal feeling. At least once a being will feel love. Whether it be for another being, a prized possession, or for the general world around you. But…what is it?
The sky was vast from up here. As you fly you can see both aspects of the hemisphere. The brightness. The red and the blue. The clouds and their many shapes. And seeing such things makes you appreciate your world. From the simplest things, to the most complex.
She was a teacher. A teacher who always wore a thick coat. Red boots. And large glasses. Her classroom knew her as Little Teacher. The reason was because she was a very stout woman. But her knowledge and love for children was big. That was why she was a great teacher. And thusly, she was […]
The clouds were on the horizon. Vast clouds. White and pearly against the blue sky. Loraine gazed at this vista with appreciation. It was such a simple vision. But it was a beautiful vision.
The red yarn. It made a scarf. A gorgeous scarf that was heavy and warm. It was perfect for a winter night. Or day. And it was comfortable. It was so funny to think that it once was just a ball.
Three long, black windows. They were…odd. Very odd. They contrasted from the regular buildings around them: Those buildings with ordinary windows. But it was…adequate. Adequate to stir the imagination.
Four moons. They all floated in space. They were not connected to a planet. They were alone. But they had one another. And that was all that mattered.