Overdoing it...
Jun. 19th, 2003 01:22 amSo... I had to write a bit of description for Comp. Here's what I wrote:
Late night. Heavy darkness and soft exhaustion fill the house. The stairs creak softly under my feet, smooth wood cool against my bare soles. The carpet is worn thin over creaking floorboards. My door creaks open, revealing a room bathed in golden light from one small lamp. The radio chats quietly with itself - left on in the blur of the previous morning. A cool breeze flutters through the open window, stirring curtains and playing with my hair. I light incense and the scent of the smoke mingles with the sweet smell of clean hair as I brush out and braid the silken brown strands. My eyes burn with tiredness as I complete the nightly ritual and fall onto the bed. I twist my arm across the cluttered nightstand to turn off the light. Knowing fingers find the buttons of the CD player in the dark. The music seems to swell in the darkness, dancing with the now-invisible smoke of the incense.
Other people had mostly made lists of the five senses and described them in a sentence or so.... I feel like overkill... Meh. Too Tired now. Sleep. Doom. My costume looks good. Whee!
Bishonen: Muraki (Chibi-version)
Bishojo: Hokuto and Setra
Late night. Heavy darkness and soft exhaustion fill the house. The stairs creak softly under my feet, smooth wood cool against my bare soles. The carpet is worn thin over creaking floorboards. My door creaks open, revealing a room bathed in golden light from one small lamp. The radio chats quietly with itself - left on in the blur of the previous morning. A cool breeze flutters through the open window, stirring curtains and playing with my hair. I light incense and the scent of the smoke mingles with the sweet smell of clean hair as I brush out and braid the silken brown strands. My eyes burn with tiredness as I complete the nightly ritual and fall onto the bed. I twist my arm across the cluttered nightstand to turn off the light. Knowing fingers find the buttons of the CD player in the dark. The music seems to swell in the darkness, dancing with the now-invisible smoke of the incense.
Other people had mostly made lists of the five senses and described them in a sentence or so.... I feel like overkill... Meh. Too Tired now. Sleep. Doom. My costume looks good. Whee!
Bishonen: Muraki (Chibi-version)
Bishojo: Hokuto and Setra