Thursday, December 19, 2013

100 Words a Day 488, Twenty Forgotten Words That Should be Brought Back 18/20

Dene stepped through the dull metal door, leaving the sterile corridor behind and entering the ship’s nature dome. She was assaulted by a myriad of hues, bright and sharp, that were otherwise absent from the rest of her life in utilitarian passageways and workstations on The Guzzler. After several moments of being overwhelmed by the colors, her eyes adjusted and she was able to distinguish the various flora and fauna that populated the ship’s verdant oasis. Looking up at the sky, she saw several birds reaching the highest point of the welkin. Though holographic, they were still creatures of beauty.

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