Hello. Over time, I’ve written a lot of various pieces of writing that don’t connect to anything specific. It’s good practice! It’s fun just writing a scene, or even a part of a scene, just to try things out and to let your creativity flow. Below is a few of those. Remember that these were made up on the spot back when I wrote them, so they’re only rough drafts. If you’ve never tried it, I urge you too, especially if you love writing.
These were written just over a year ago. It’s nice to read these personally, because I can see how much I’ve improved since then.
The two were greeted only by the moon’s feint misty glow across the barren flat land, like a sheet of black ice that looked as if it went on for miles in every direction. No matter where they turned, it was an endless purgatory of nothing but the odd rock and tiny pebble sitting motionless on the dirt. “Grey” was the best way to describe their location. It can be bland and lonely, with a certain beauty, even if it is hard to find.
It’s strange what comfort one can seek when no other comforts are available to them. The sound of the whistling cool breeze picking up felt welcoming after a long moment of absolute silence, but they soon realised that it was all they had.
What would you do if you could live forever? If you never died, would you seek to better the world, or would you travel down a more selfish path? Through history, people have sought a method to immortality, so that the grip of death would never take them away from our world, for one reason or another. However, one could also ask: What is dying?
One could also respond to say that living is to never be forgotten. If people remember your name, what kind of person you were, or what you did, you are never truly gone from this world. Therefore, some who sought this magical substance to grand them endless life were in fact remembered, and the simple solution to immortality could indeed be something so simple as being the person you want to be.