- Created By Mimmi
Yo, put on some glasses
The illustrious Becky has helped me kick-start Literati Square once more! Thank you, toots. Next up is Shy, making it his debut round in this incarnation of LS. Bring it on! After that is Molls, who gave me incentive to keep this thing going *squeeze*
And if anyone else wants to play along, gimme a shout in the comment box!
Bueller??
There we go, Molls, your word is up! Any more participants? *looks around*
Roll call
Raise your hand in the comment box if you want to be put on the list of people who want to contribute a verse word. First one to comment can PM me with their preferred word, how they want it to connect to Molly's and what color it should be in.
Challenge #2
This time around you are Challenged to visually express (see Notes) a specific word.
- Surprise
Time Limit
May 18th (Sunday), 9pm Greenwich Time
Submissions
Send your Response to me in a PM marked "Challenge #2".
Notes
Accepted media
- Photograph (can be your own or from outside sources)
- Drawing (must be created by you)
- Video (must be made by yourself and maximum 5 minutes in length)
Once again I look forward to see what you come up with! ^_^
Challenge winner ~ Molly
The raindrops peal like malicious laughter against the window pane. I sit quietly as Mother Nature ridicules me in my solitude. In the grip of perceived independence, I've never felt so confined. He has gone now, and he will not return, like a kite torn from it's owner by an unexpected gail, reckless in it's pursuit of destiny.
It appropriate, the rain. It was raining that day too. The day I first saw him, tall, handsome and somehow looking at me. As he approached, I greeted him with a confused, "Hello." He held an umbrella and offered to share it with me. He didn't know me, didn't know where I was going. It was like he was placed there by something Divine, just for me. A bridge to what life should be, leading away from the monotony of my small circle of friends. He showed me so many places, and taught me so many things, and yet it always seemed to rain.
Then as he walk farther from me, a tug at my heart. Feeling as though it will pull straight through my sternum. The rain winds down as I stand at my window.
- Molly
Thank you, Molls, for your supreme entry! And a big hurrah for kicking off Literati Square with the word of your choice: "factitious".
