This is another narrative piece that I feel is somewhat decent. I love the literary concept of making a community or location feel and appear as one living entity. Enjoy.
There once was a town,
Alive,
Yet taciturn in its manner,
Sitting solitary by the sea,
Reserved as it was,
With only the reverberation from ruffians at the local bar,
And the crashing and churning of the waves,
Echoing off of the cliffs and the old sea wall,
The sounds of the seagulls and the smell of the salt was the voice of this town,
The chatter of the ports men and the horns of docking ships fed it,
With the drunkards at the fisherman’s wharf nourishing it like the children they never saw,
And the ocean breeze spraying white sea foam onto the boots of soldiers coming home from war,
And still it was a quiet town,
The lighthouse gave the town luminescent eyes,
And the roaring of the hurricane gave the town a premonition,
That it would forever be a quiet town,
And it still is today.
sunrise
StableDiffusion
bonfire friends
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sadness
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purple skies
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true love
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My Cheerleader
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womans transformation to happiness and love
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future life together of adventures
StableDiffusion
