I gazed out upon the horizon, watching as the traumatic blue of the sky kissed its multicolored counterpart. The thin line dividing emphasized the splitting between peace and violence. Almost as if it symbolized my thoughts. While it seemed like the edges of the sky were invisible, the ground stood still. Looking up, there was no end in sight. My future, so bright that I have to squint to even make it out. But I no longer wish to stay here. It's too still. I dream of no longer being grounded.

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I would kill to write like you.

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I gazed out upon the horizon, watching as the traumatic blue of the sky kissed its multicolored counterpart. The thin line dividing emphasized the splitting between peace and violence. Almost as if it symbolized my thoughts. While it seemed like the edges of the sky were invisible, the ground stood still. Looking up, there was no end in sight. My future, so bright that I have to squint to even make it out. But I no longer wish to stay here. It's too still. I dream of no longer being grounded.

Just for your reading pleasure. C&C if you want.

I like how you write but the metaphors would seem even cooler if you mixed it up with something literal. When every sentence is a metaphor, the law of diminishing returns often kicks in.

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I like how you write but the metaphors would seem even cooler if you mixed it up with something literal. When every sentence is a metaphor, the law of diminishing returns often kicks in.

Agreed. A balance of metaphors and literals would greatly improve this short narrative.