The ball left his fingers, winging its way across the field. Had he thrown too hard? Too high? Would someone catch it when it arched down on the other side?The ball left his fingers, winging its way across the field. Had he thrown too hard? Too high? Would someone catch it when it arched down on the other side?
Month: August 2010
One Word: Moon
The darkened world sighed sleepily as the Lady turned her pale cheek toward it. Her star-spangled shawl drifted around her like a cloud.
One Word: Overjoyed
She squealed as he stepped off the ramp and sank to one knee to hold his arms out to her. She squirmed away from her mother and flew across the tarmac, nearly bowling him over in her exuberance.
One Word: Bleak
The canyon stretched out below his feet, its depths lost in the blizzard. It disappeared into the snow to the north and south. There was nowhere else to go, nothing else to do but turn around and face the hunter.