“In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood, like a hundred golden urns pouring out the sun.” -Madeline Miller, “The Song Of Achilles.”
This was meant to be tender but of course I went and added in some kind of weird and wacky event. Also, can anybody help with description? I feel like I’m stuck in a loop and my descriptions always go completely waywards. Thanks!!!
Written By: PouringOutTheSun
June 11, 2019