Two Sentence Challenge #27

[Kitti]

It is said that brevity is the soul of wit. There is, without a doubt, a time and place for long paragraphs filled with wondrous descriptions. Other times, however, less is more. What can you create from the prompt using only two sentences?

This time, the theme is:

Stark​

 

[Greenie]

As she passed through the town she had not visited in over ten years, Greenie could not help but notice the stark differences between reality and her memories of this place.

She could also not decide which she liked best, but if it was any consolation, she had never liked this town much anyway.

 

[Jargo]

Looking at the small army that had answered her summon, Rada couldn't help but smirk in satisfaction. These men were the perfect embodiment of everything their resource-deprived warrior culture espoused: nothing posh, superfluous or even decorative could be found about them - just their starkly looking weapons and what sparse supplies each had managed to carry.

 

[PoetLore]

The busy executive was moving down the crowded street with long purposeful strides the jacket of his tailored suit unbuttoned as he hailed a cab.

His gaze fell on a man sitting on the curb, noting the stark difference in their attire and situation in life, he dropped a few bills in the box next to him as he stepped into the cab.

 

[Asinis]

Ivan hid amongst the colossal grey jaw-bones of some ancient terror, a predators hollow snarl frozen from history, forced to stand strange and stark against the moon.

He could hear it now, its voice, as if it were chewing a swarm of bees and drowning in motor oil "Ivan... Ivan? enjoy the symmetry of your body Ivan, make the most of it... When i find you, nothing will ever line up again"

 

[LuckycoolHawk9]

As he looked at the window to see the beautiful sunset, he couldn't help but notice the stark differences between what he saw and what the history textbook showed him before he came back to see himself. The time traveler sighed as he went back to the bleak and stark future, holding back his tears as he left.

 

[Nav]

The trail halts at a river, each side lined with denuded trees with branches that reach starkly against the blue-white skyline. Frigid water tumbles over the rocky bed, lined with a night's snow, briefly turning white with rapids; I train my eyes right and left for a bridge but there is none.

 

[noodle]

Fire and water clashed, a battle raging in the cage of the skeleton of a building. They smashed together, different worlds in such stark contrast, but only one could be the victor.

 

[Doctor Jax]

There was something sumptuous about the stark, bright colors the artist used, the texture, the beautiful sugar-spun delight of the sweep of the composition there, and the critic sighed with anticipation as she stared at it.

The bride picked up a knife and cut into the Pikachu-themed wedding cake.