I Need Some Sleep (Dwin Remix):
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I just want to design places that I'd like to hang out in.
No psychological examinations or implications in this post. Just for fun. I have six hours to kill until I board my flight.
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The rectangular room is huge, to begin with. It's at least five times your height, and stretches long enough that there are shadows in the far corners. As you enter the room from a door in a corner, facing the long side, the first thing you notice is the huge stained glass window - it's big enough to reach from the ceiling to about three feet from the floor. It depicts an image of a red japanese maple tree as the centerpiece, placed against a golden-yellow sky. The window is deeply set into the wall, so that there is space for a cushioned window seat under it.
Yellow and red glass filters light through the rest of the room. All the walls are covered in tall bookshelves, and all the bookshelves are chock full of books - thin research journals, stained cloth-bound tomes, entire sets of what seems to be every series ever written. There is a rolling ladder for each wall; two for the one where the window bisects the shelves. In the middle of the room are three evenly scattered arm chairs and one lounge chair, each next to its own table and lamp. Each lamp has a dome-shaped shade made of pieces of glass in similar yellow hues as the window. Everything wooden - the floor, the shelves, the legs of the chairs, the tables - is a dark mahogany brown. The cushions and upholstery are a velvet-like maroon shade, as is the large rectangular carpet that covers just the middle of the floor. The ceiling and what little wall that is showing is painted creamy white, but in the dim room it looks like dark ivory.
The rectangular room is huge, to begin with. It's at least five times your height, and stretches long enough that there are shadows in the far corners. As you enter the room from a door in a corner, facing the long side, the first thing you notice is the huge stained glass window - it's big enough to reach from the ceiling to about three feet from the floor. It depicts an image of a red japanese maple tree as the centerpiece, placed against a golden-yellow sky. The window is deeply set into the wall, so that there is space for a cushioned window seat under it.
Yellow and red glass filters light through the rest of the room. All the walls are covered in tall bookshelves, and all the bookshelves are chock full of books - thin research journals, stained cloth-bound tomes, entire sets of what seems to be every series ever written. There is a rolling ladder for each wall; two for the one where the window bisects the shelves. In the middle of the room are three evenly scattered arm chairs and one lounge chair, each next to its own table and lamp. Each lamp has a dome-shaped shade made of pieces of glass in similar yellow hues as the window. Everything wooden - the floor, the shelves, the legs of the chairs, the tables - is a dark mahogany brown. The cushions and upholstery are a velvet-like maroon shade, as is the large rectangular carpet that covers just the middle of the floor. The ceiling and what little wall that is showing is painted creamy white, but in the dim room it looks like dark ivory.
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This bedroom is much smaller, and has the air of being thoroughly lived in. The predominate color is white - the walls, ceiling, and desk are all painted a snowy shade. The hardwood floor is a light caramel color, but a white plush carpet covers most of it. Tucked lengthwise into the far left corner is a bed with a lilac duvet, with tall, wooden bedposts, and still messy from where the inhabitant left it that morning; in the right corner, a small wooden staircase winds straight up into the ceiling. On the left wall is a large aquarium, filled with bright plaster coral rocks and water plants, and no small amount of fish; the rest of that wall is taken up by a wooden closet door. Along the right wall is placed a set of drawers with two levels of bookshelves attached above it - both levels are full of paperbacks. Next to this combination drawer/shelf is a shorter bookcase with three levels, but the middle one is crammed with old, worn shoes. On top of it are photos in thin brown frames and an admirable shell and sea glass collection. A large light brown cork board is hung above this shorter bookshelf. There are fresh ivy wreaths resting on top of every lampshade, and small potted plants on the desk, nightstand, and bookshelves. Pictures and posters of nature cover the walls, as well as smaller mementos - train slips, museum admissions, photo booth strips, concert tickets. A large window on the far wall spills bright light on every surface.
Up the staircase is a different story. Where the stairs meet the ceiling there is a small trapdoor, to keep out the dust. Through this door is a spacious attic. It spans the rest of the house, so it's huge, much bigger than the room downstairs. Also unlike the bedroom, the attic has the feeling of having been a bit neglected, though someone is obviously trying to make repairs. Part of the walls have begun to be painted white, and furniture small enough to fit through the trapdoor has been placed throughout the room. A small wooden three-legged table is placed in a corner with two chairs, and a tall, thin vase with a few bright wildflowers are placed on top. An easel with a tall wooden stool is placed against the opposite wall, where the largest window lets in light; there are no lightbulbs. Some squashy cushions are laid out on the three window seats, and there are already small stacks of paperbacks piled on the floor next to each one. An open can of dark wood varnish sits on the ground in a back corner, a new paintbrush lying new and unused next to it.
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I See Fire - Kygo Remix, by Ed Sheeran:
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I See Fire - Kygo Remix, by Ed Sheeran:
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Temperate forests are known for having deciduous trees with brilliant foliage in the fall, and this one is no different. From a bird's-eye view, the trees create a bumpy sea of crimson, green, and goldenrod that blankets the gentle rolling hills. But this particular section of the forest is an aspen grove. The slender trees are rather densely packed together, so the changing autumn leaves make it look as though there is an immense golden cloud surrounding the white crowns of the trees. The ground is relatively clear of debris and duff, letting grass grow more freely, but there are a few small shrubs and bushes growing here and there. Some bushes have bright clusters of red berries.
Somewhere in the middle of this grove is a clearing about 10 feet in diameter. The grass, completely uninhibited, is much greener and longer here. About three feet from the trees, neither in the middle of the cleaning nor right up against the thin trunks, is a large, completely clear ball propped above the ground on a sturdy steel frame. It's big enough to comfortably accommodate an average-sized person. Inside is a nest of many faded red blankets, a large white pillow, and many smaller cushions in muted, dusty colors.
There is an almost invisible door that opens to the inside of this bubble. Someone was recently here; there is an open book laid facedown on the blankets, and a phone attached to a small portable speaker.
Outside, it starts to rain. The wind picks up, rustling the golden leaves so they make a crinkling, whispering sound. The rain begins to fall in earnest, and runs in tiny rivers and streams down the curved sides of the ball, tiny raindrops racing one another to the ground. The storm softly drums against the clear ball, but the fixture is completely waterproof. The view of the surrounding forest becomes a bit blurred as the rain continues to pour. However, it doesn't mask the shape of a doe as she steps lightly across the grass; too soon does she quietly disappear between the fair svelte aspens.
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This is a kitchen fit for kings. It's at least 30 by 25 feet, if not larger. Against the longer wall, from left to right, is an extremely long waist-height counter, followed by an eight-set gas stove, a slightly shorter (lengthwise) counter like the first, an inset microwave above an industrial oven, and a double door refrigerator at the end of it all. The counter in the corner of the wall continues over onto roughly a third of the shorter wall. About three feet from the L-shaped counters is a kitchen island, also at waist-height, where the sink and dishwasher are installed, with plenty of countertop left over for a cutting board and two potted plants. It stops just before the refrigerator against the wall, but is still an impressive feature of the room. On the half of the island further away from the stoves and oven is attached a raised platform about a foot high and a foot and a half wide, still spanning the entire length of the island. Right up against this bar are placed five wooden chairs on tall, stilt-like legs.
All countertops are made of a lovely shade of dusty white granite, with copious thick veins of variating hues of honey marbling the surfaces. The cupboards above the counter and the many drawers below are all a dark yellowish brown. The floor is tiled with large marble squares - dark grey veins running through cloudy milk. The walls are white with just the slightest hint of gold.
A block of knives, a stand for paper towels, a coffee-maker, a toaster, all the typical kitchen appliances and more are neatly placed and organized on the counters against the wall. Everything that could be made of metal is a gleaming stainless steel - the refrigerator keeps drawing the eye as light plays across the wide reflective surface. The stove top is a dark matte grey, the same color as the windows in the microwave and oven. A large wicker bowl full of fruit is placed at the end of the countertop against the shorter wall.
On the wall just behind the island bar and chairs is a huge french door, providing a view to the backyard patio. Long windows stretch away on either side of the doors and light up the room; the domed chandelier on the ceiling is almost completely useless.
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The second description is from a high-school-senior-year-side-partner-book-project that I didn't get very far on. I liked describing stuff that was happening instead of actually advancing the plot, so it's no wonder my friend and I soon lost steam on it after not even a year. But yeah, that bedroom was the room of the character I was in charge of. I just changed and added a few aspects.
I noticed as soon as I described a library, a bedroom, and nature, I was completely stumped as to what to write next. Unless I'm with friends or in school, I don't really go to many other places. It's hard to describe a shopping mall or a classroom without either thinking that it would be a place I'd like to hang out, or thinking that it's a desirable safe spot for anyone else. In the end, I just came up with a random kitchen. It was really hard to write, as I don't like kitchens enough to have an idealized version in my head, so it's my least favorite of the bunch. But hey -
Food.
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Three hours left to wait.
Food.
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Three hours left to wait.
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