She was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. She was the epitome of beauty, surpassing any description I could conjure.
Her elegance embodied the ideal creation of a divine artist. A representation of what the perfect creation of God could.
Is he not after all the greatest artist?
Hyperbole would do no justice in linguistically capturing all that she was.
Beneath her outward charm, there resided a character that defied comprehension, leaving me in awe and questioning the very nature of reality.
As a mortal being with limited time, I pondered the improbable notion of being united with her.
The mystery of her origin captivated my thoughts, beckoning me to explore the possibilities that lie beyond the boundaries of my imagination.
From what distant corner of the world could such an extraordinary person emerge?
About the Creator
BigPhaze
I am a Social Scientist, specifically a student of Political Science. I attend Obafemi Awolowo University, Nigeria. Writing is a tool of exploration for me. I hope you'll stick around for my journey into uncharted territories.
Stuck in Place
Amy whistled as she walked through her front yard, looking for any sticks she could pick up and throw into the pile she and her brother were making. They had a big windstorm recently; as such, all the trees in their yard had suffered some damage in some loss of sticks. Or perhaps losing those sticks was a good thing since their trees probably needed to be pruned anyway. Amy wasn't sure.
By Rebecca Patton5 days ago in Fiction
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