I am an English/Creative Writing graduate. I've always wanted to write but not been doing it so much recently - hoping this is the way back in. I love making things and absorbing knowledge. INFJ for life.
It had been two decades since any London commuter had seen the sun rise. An evil spectrum dominated the sky, emanating blackness to, at best, light grey. The sky over Oxford Street was like solid pitch, leading the borough to decide on permanent streetlights. They shone on forgotten shop windows, highlighting their flaking gloss paint and signs that were missing letters.