Prompt #12
The chill had increased in classroom number 123. It was nearing the end of the semester. The professor, Mr. Borin, droned on in usual soporific tones. Joey crooked his hand to his chin doing his best to daydream for the full length of the 57 minute class period.
Prompt #26
His hands held wisdom. It was as if every winkle had lain beside the next for eternal companionship. Pressed together, the whole congregation longed for their own solemn serenity.
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