Desolation

[jackofallgeeks]

Gray-green clouds swirled in the sky, high over the dreary plain. The grass, short and brown, blew furtively in the harsh wind. Between the patches of dead grass, the ground was dry, cracked gray dirt. There were no trees to be seen, the plain was flat and barren all the way to the horizon. No birds flew in the sky, and not the smallest beast was on the gound. There was no sound; even the wind, harsh as it was, gave out no whisper. An old shack sat in a hollow on the plain. It's thatch roof was torn with holes, and the dirt walls were cracked and broken. The remains of a thatch door lay in tatters, fallen inwards, and next to the doorway was a clay pot, smashed like an over-ripe gourd. The sky rumbled threateningly, and the clouds churned. But there would be no rain.

Comments

[bsgnome.livejournal.com]

WaHah! Keh! Keh! etc.

You should write more, I really enjoy you're style.

[jackofallgeeks.livejournal.com]

If you'd been keeping up with my Journal, especially where I Started This (http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal=roliasnoom&itemid=118962), then you would know you have about a week's worth of such installments on the way. If I get inspired (like I did today) to write more, then maybe it'll go longer.
And if one person likes my work, that's more than enough - I enjoy it myself, so that's all the counts, yes?