/lit/ - Literature

The picture of a dilapidated wall, a coarse wallpaper hugging the rough brick, a thin coat of dust hugs the crevasses. A curtain losing it’s white to the rays of the sun, dances with a gentle summer breeze. A vivid symphony of nature cascades the tranquil ambience of the room.

>I can't figure out why but when I wrote this I wanted to add that a discernable sense of melancholy hangs in the air and mutes the collective beauty, but now after some thought I realize that it only enhances the beauty/nostalgia I'm trying to portray.