Cocoa brims my mug.
Steam flows, thawing my fingersβ
breath fogging the rim.
About the Creator
Emmie Falbo
Just living my life one chapter at a time! Inspired by the world with the intention to give it right back. I love creating realms from my imagination for others to interpret in their own way! When I am not here, you can find me readingβ‘
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By SAMURAI SAM AND WILD DRAGONS ππ 6 days ago in Poets
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Satan, laughing, spreads his wings. He launches into an atmosphere riddled with smoke, soot, and ash. He feels the radiation from a thousand fallen nukes. For humanity, itβs certain death. For him, itβs like bathing in a sauna. He laughs again at the thought.
By C. Rommial Butler2 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
Sounds warm. Love it.
Very vivid.