Storm Descriptive Writing
I sigh lowering into an old wooden chair seated in a corner of the small shop I happened upon. Placing my warm drink on the rickety table, I stare out a nearby window and give a slight shiver. Grabbing the edges of my worn wool coat I pull the old coat tighter. The action doesn't do much itself, but it makes me feel better. I look outside again, my eyes drifting over dull, empty markets, the slow rain drizzles down the pane of glass as I continue to look outside.
A heavy cloud of gray has been hanging over the harbor city of Layset for days now. The darkness and constant cold make the city a less than desirable for pretty much anything. With any luck though the storm will pass soon and bring brighter skies. But the weather did carry some positive …show more content…
A soft noise from behind the counter shows that I'm not the only who's laughing. I turn my head only slightly to see the cute, little barmaid smiling. I believe her laugh was slightly less cynical and belittling than mine.
Smiling like the girl the man walks up to the counter and the two begin a conversation that I can't pick up on, no matter how hard I try. Eavesdropping is a really nasty habit I have gotten myself into isn't it.
Sweet laughs mingle and dance across the air. Feeling out of place I shift my body to face the window even further despite the extreme chill wafting from the thin window pane. Pulling the coat I'm wearing tight, I can feel the threads straining themselves to keep the clothing together. The sharp pain still doesn't leave even as I pull the edges tighter and tighter.
Slowly the laughter and conversation fades and I hear heavy footsteps come closer to the front of the building, closer to the exit. Finally the happy ding of a small bell signals the leaving of the tall rain soaked man. The breath I had been holding is slowly released and I can focus on the rain droplets sticking to the window. Behind the drops of water I see a man slowly walking down the street. His eyes flicker up to see me. Locking gazes for half a second I realize he is the man from inside just a second ago, then i beg he won't remember my face. I have to simply disappear after
A heavy cloud of gray has been hanging over the harbor city of Layset for days now. The darkness and constant cold make the city a less than desirable for pretty much anything. With any luck though the storm will pass soon and bring brighter skies. But the weather did carry some positive …show more content…
A soft noise from behind the counter shows that I'm not the only who's laughing. I turn my head only slightly to see the cute, little barmaid smiling. I believe her laugh was slightly less cynical and belittling than mine.
Smiling like the girl the man walks up to the counter and the two begin a conversation that I can't pick up on, no matter how hard I try. Eavesdropping is a really nasty habit I have gotten myself into isn't it.
Sweet laughs mingle and dance across the air. Feeling out of place I shift my body to face the window even further despite the extreme chill wafting from the thin window pane. Pulling the coat I'm wearing tight, I can feel the threads straining themselves to keep the clothing together. The sharp pain still doesn't leave even as I pull the edges tighter and tighter.
Slowly the laughter and conversation fades and I hear heavy footsteps come closer to the front of the building, closer to the exit. Finally the happy ding of a small bell signals the leaving of the tall rain soaked man. The breath I had been holding is slowly released and I can focus on the rain droplets sticking to the window. Behind the drops of water I see a man slowly walking down the street. His eyes flicker up to see me. Locking gazes for half a second I realize he is the man from inside just a second ago, then i beg he won't remember my face. I have to simply disappear after