My first attempt at creative writing

As he lay awake that night the events of times past began to unfold and transition from once memories, into newly formed lucid realities. A new world had been bestowed upon him, images that he had only seen in dreams had now manifested and become fully comprehensible. Now that his surroundings had been established he became eager to explore this vision that had appeared so unexpectedly to him.

Taking his first step into the newly formed world a slow dance of bright blue lights caught his gaze, he followed their brightly emitted hue until they ascended upwards and dispersed into the sky. The sky a once powerful illumination by day, and a aphotic overseer by night now appeared before him as being neither light nor dark, as if day and night had lost their predominance.

He no longer had any sense of ordinary consciousness, he had become enveloped into this astonishing voyage. Time had now become irrelevant, each moment could have lasted a lifetime. As this translucent experience progressed onwards he found himself before a beach, surrounded in a shroud of opal coloured sand. He could see no end to it, as if the beach stretched as far as his mind could comprehend it.

As he sat down, still without questioning the nature of these visions his attention had once again been brought to the sky. Until now the space which had portrayed neither light nor dark had suddenly erupted into a flurry of golden shapes and patterns, they began so swell and vibrate each becoming more enlightening than the last. Until finally a final burst of light immersed the sky into an inexplicable aura.

There was no worry in his mind, no fear. All he felt was comfort, every essence of his being was in awe of the light. This moment in his mind felt eternal, the comforting feeling that the light bestowed was familiar as if it had always been with him. He continued to gaze into the light, but now it began to fade. As if it’s once shining beauty had become masqueraded by doubt.

In his mind he felt as if the light had now become only half of what it once was, a shining beacon of hope had now become astray. The feelings that had previously eluded him now began to surface. Now having been exposed to doubt the nature of what he had once felt began to notice what lay beneath the light and what was forming before him.

Shimmering waves that glistened from the light had begun to slither and sweep away the beach, the bright opal coloured sand was becoming consumed and contaminated by the dark waters of dubiousness until he himself began to feel them consume him. The ever growing ocean continued to rise and the once bright light slowly began to fade all together

In that moment he found himself once again lying awake that night gazing into the rough rounded patterns of his ceiling. A cold sweat, a fast heart, and a head full of questions that would go unanswered. 

He took a deep breath and released an equally great sigh, he began to close his eyes, and although he could not begin to fathom the reasoning for this experience he remained ever vigilant of what would await him the next night.

That was the first attempt at creative writing...which I only did because Ashley wanted me to :) and im glad she made me because I have realized that I really enjoy it.

However I'll never be as good as her, she is a fantastic writer, so creative and elusive

And beautiful :D

 

Im so glad I met her, shes amazing :)