Tag: architecture

There where times when he could not stop looking.
This is as far as I go.
It looked like a nice day.
What are you thinking?
There was still much work to be done.
He disappeared from view.
They walked in silence, listening to the echo of their footsteps.
There’s no telling what we’ll find there.
What a place to be stuck in.
Bad. No life could possibly exist.
I wonder what the atmospheric sample will show.
Was he the first to see it?
I wish I’d become a plant earlier.
There was a balance struck: it was enough.
Nothing had altered.
How could it be the same?
But there is no escaping it now.
For he does not belong here.
That’s not a question I can answer.
I assumed that the situation was fairly common.
There was nothing else to explain the change.
The silence in the house was so intense it hummed.
It seems like a place one shouldn’t disturb.
Promises have been made.
There’s always dessert.
The place seems poised for a postcard.
Often he didn’t sleep well.
The tiny stretch of daylight that will become summer.
The seconds pass.
I think the cat was sad.
What have I done now?
The night was very big out there.
The loss of that place made him unsure of this one.
It felt like the end of things.
A chill comes over you.
There are no more strangers.
You know, I could just take your picture.
Remember, nothing genuine ever comes easily.
Nobody takes care of me.
It wouldn’t have been the same without you.
Maybe there was still hope for them, after all.
She was as beautiful as ever.
The party was over.
Not an easy look to achieve.
None of this really matters.
He did not have the talent to be anyone other than himself.
The thief was out of sight.
These things take time.
Days passed.
I’d believe almost anything in this world.