beads - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing

The beads were the rich browns of the earth, the sort that speak of soul and belonging.

She let the beads sit in her palm, their iridescent brightness reminding her of the solar system.

The beads rolled upon the table in their freeform way, settling into a pretty pattern brought to her by chance and good luck.

They were antique beads from an old fine gown, reclaimed to become whatever her imagination could conjure. She was, after all, the best kind of creative wizard.