Armchair writing
The light bulbs shine pierced through the gloom of the derelict armchair. Despair reeked around him as his bucked teeth nibbled away at the empty tranquility. His tattered traits flew off him along with the musty smells, disappearing into the distrauted shadows. His wrinkled pillow piled with information and knowledge exploded with obscurity. The light peered at him, as the shadows whispered secrets nobody should no. Bursting with colour the light bulb charged at the shadows, making the surroundings full with serenity. The armchairs light colourful laugh bulged into the room. Tranquility lay peacefully again.
The light bulbs shine pierced through the gloom of the derelict armchair. Despair reeked around him as his bucked teeth nibbled away at the empty tranquility. His tattered traits flew off him along with the musty smells, disappearing into the distrauted shadows. His wrinkled pillow piled with information and knowledge exploded with obscurity. The light peered at him, as the shadows whispered secrets nobody should no. Bursting with colour the light bulb charged at the shadows, making the surroundings full with serenity. The armchairs light colourful laugh bulged into the room. Tranquility lay peacefully again.