This one's a bit of fun really. And I just realised I spelled 'Category' wrong somehow. Whoops.
Like the clichéd ants scuttling around below, he watched the servants run from place to place trying to fulfil his every whim. The throne room had originally been on the ground floor, large and imposing, but he’d had it moved up a floor to the balcony overlooking the main room. From there he could look down on anyone and everyone. He felt it made him more majestic.
A stream of consciousness type thing.
Cities are buzz and noise and move move move. Cities are everything piled up on top of everything else and people and things and more people. They are stress and rush and constant go go go. Never a quiet moment, never a silent second.
The countryside is the gentle buzz of bees, the softest noise of a faraway farm and constant movement of grass swishing in the breeze. It is everything spread out, reaching on forever and peace and calm and more peace. It is permanent movement without the rush, a subtle business that doesn’t tire in quite the same way. Quiet moments a-plenty, minutes of not-quite silence that feel like a soothing breath.
Both are good in their own way, the city provides the adrenaline, the pulse of life and energy that propels you forward but tires you out so much sooner. The countryside is the heartbeat, the natural rhythm of life that soothes the soul, it’s a different kind of tired. An exhaustion from fresh air instead of the weariness of city stress. But it lacks the drive and the push, why move when where you are is so pleasant?
They breathe and pulse like living beings, one endlessly going forward through the night while the other rests but still growing and moving and living.
First story back and it's a weird one.
She stretched out her legs, muscles extending and expanding beyond the point of comfort only to stretch longer and further. They grew and grew, painful yet so familiar to her. The push and pull woke her mind from its feline relaxation into full wakefulness.
There's nothing quite like the return of a child or, in my case, my beloved laptop. It is back as healthy as ever and I didn't lose everything! Yay.
Posting will return to normal this very evening with a new tale in just an hour at 7pm (GMT).
Oh it's good to be back!
Unfortunately, my laptop decided to die on me and I lost a lot of stuff so there won't be any tales for a short while. My trusty brother/IT guru is working on recovering all of my files so hopefully I should be back up and running as soon as possible.
Thank you for your patience :)
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