The station called summer, in the middle of the ocean

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called, dream, escape, feelings, fiction, good, happy, in, inspiration, middle, ocean, of, station, story, summer, the, understanding, water

Fresh written story, woho~

This is yet another one that I’ve actually had as an idea for a while, the ending probably didn’t turn out as I first though, but I think it ended up somewhat good anyway. This story was heavily inspired by a certain image that will be in the post after the story. This is also, maybe, one of my brighter feel-good stories. So enjoy~!

The usual trivia:
Written: 14/5 – 11
Time: ≈ 00:05 – 00:24
Words: 525

The station called summer, in the middle of the ocean.

The ocean breeze, the smell of the ocean and the sounds it makes. When the girl opens her eyes she is greeted by all this. It was a very familiar scenery to her because she had been here many times. Every time the girl found herself there she was sitting by the train station, in the middle of the ocean. A sign saying “Summer” could be seen next to the bench she was sitting on. The clouds would always reflect in the ocean in a similar way, never was it a bad weather; it would never be clear either.

Dark void with a hint of light

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a, another world, cliché, dark, emotions, escape, fiction, good end, hint, light, of, realizing, story, void, with

“Trivia” as usual~
Words: 1346
Written: 5/1-11, ≈00:33 – 01:40

But don’t let the amount of words scare you, enjoy the reading!

Dark void with a hint of light

The boy slowly opened his eyes. The dark red glow from the sky meets him and confuses him. Looking around he notices, and understands that this is not the world he is used to – but something completely different, but at the same time it feels strangely familiar. Maybe even a bit nostalgic? He shakes his head, pinches his cheek to check if he is dreaming. But the pain of the pinch felt scarily real. He no longer doubted that this was now his reality. The boy rises up from the ground where he was lying and observers the world he now was in. All that was seen was ruins of what looked like buildings, the dark red sky – Not twilight, but not night nor day. It was stuck in a mix, giving of a feeling of emptiness. But the boy felt that “emptiness” wasn’t quite the right word to use for it, and he found trouble finding a better one – all of the words kind of fit, but at the same time they did not. He then remembers the word “Void” and decides to use it. The sky, being stuck in the state it was, felt like it had given up on showing the normal colors of a sky. The ruins were spread all over.

the cursed forest of wonderful green

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cursed, despair, escape, fantasy, fiction, forest, green, hope, of, story, the, wonderful

Another story~! This time I don’t have much to say about it.. but it’s after the more link and is 783 words long~

Enjoy~