From 90e5ef6f42375f3dfc5430fd1d418f9453552485 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: etherware-novice <73374039+etherware-novice@users.noreply.github.com> Date: Sun, 16 Feb 2025 17:00:56 -0600 Subject: [PATCH] writing --- muse/index.html | 12 +++++++++++- 1 file changed, 11 insertions(+), 1 deletion(-) diff --git a/muse/index.html b/muse/index.html index e63c972..e193440 100644 --- a/muse/index.html +++ b/muse/index.html @@ -11,7 +11,17 @@ title: writing prompts
Silence. The city was too far away for the noise to reach all the way out here. Only the flickering of lights could be seen in the cover of night, drowned out by the stars. Moonlight shone down meekly, illuminating the small pond in front of me. The grass sunk into my back. Insects chirped and skittered, animals hidden by the shadowing trees.
+The warmth of the forest felt far more natural than the stage I came from. The money was good, sure, but it wasn't MY ambition. I was dragged in. My bestest friend is energetic, but struggled to keep to any projects. It was a miracle they hit it off, then they went off on some other stupid thing their eye caught, leaving me with the bag to continue our little gig. I didn't have the energy to do it, everything collapsed, and now I'm here.
+I haven't seen them in a long time.
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