Clouds

The blanket of snow stretched out for miles, further than the naked eye could see. It was pearly white against blue, fluffy. Clouds. They were travelling along in miles per hour and all to be seen were layers upon layers of clouds. It was beautiful, really. Crystal clear. No one, except for the passing bird or plane, could disrupt the life up here. It was fresh and free from the disasters of humanity. A drop of water, a free spirit, as they descended through the white smoke.

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Work Underway

She fought to control her excitement. She could do this. No thinking about it. Not until assignments were done. Then she could think about it all she liked. But not yet. She had work to do and she would get it done. She had motivation to finish it now, surely. Couldn't she see that? Not yet, but come morning, she would. She would understand the importance of getting her work done early, finished. A reward. A juicy reward. Drawing, Youtube, writing, and planes. How very exciting. Exciting? Sure. Nerve-wracking? Definitely. Was she going to think about it? Not for another week. Was that possible? No. Did she care? Haha... yeaaano. Work? Sleep. Tomorrow? Yes. Work would begin tomorrow.

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