A that prompt to write. When I get taken away from (what seems to be at time,) my routine of thought. A break from the normality. The ether of habit disrupted and stirring in new manners not there before.

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A white light shone from beneath a wall cabinet. The reflections from the wooden cabinets gave the room a warm glow. luminating the other side of the room was a computer screen. Several tabs open in a browser and a flashing icon. Waiting for instruction.

In the controller seat was a milky mint getting the life sucked out of it.

Honestly I need more than just what do I think. I don't think I understand it. You might find it hard to understand what I write. I live it.

The scene.

A old stone wall shadowed by tree's as old, draping their branches over the wall as if to provide support. Murmured chatter grew louder as the two men drew closer. A tall man with clothes just a size too small walked beside a much smaller man dressed in a green suit.

"What the... Holy sweet mother... C'mon laddie gets yer legs moving. Whatever you see, just keep walking to the house.

I will add that as the start of a chapter to a story.