thelostprince (United States of America)() published:
My feet sink into the fine sand.
The gentle breeze tickles my skin.
My clothes feel light and airy, bouncing with the wind.
The smile on my face grows larger.
"C'mon, honey, it's dinnertime!" my mother calls in the distance.
"Give me a minute!" I holler back.
I close my eyes.
The waves are calling my name.
I'll make it short this time.
about 20 hours ago
thelostprince (United States of America)() reviewed:
Formatting wise, I think you could put more sentences out on their own. I think that this piece could be formatted to be a bit less block-y, if you know what I mean. Great job! I love reading your writing,...
7 days ago