Descriptive Prose Quotes
Descriptive Prose Quote of the day
Her shoes were comfortable. They reflected her hope for the evening.
Dave was a confirmed serotonin junkie. Any day of the year, he chose a good book, a hot cupper, and air-conditioning over jeopardy to life and limb.
...because of the foulness of her mother's emotional river, a current which ran swift, changing its path without warning...
The two events were probably unrelated, but both jolted Dave the way a sudden air pocket reminds nervous passengers that they’re soaring above the clouds in a pressurized metal tube.
Somewhere deep inside, his humanity had been shaken by something so unnatural, so foreign in its essence, his very being withdrew from it...