Thursday, May 16, 2013

Snippet {11}

Because lately I've had the strongest urge to write...

It was one of those sleepy days when you don't have much to do and you don't expect much to happen. She lay on her stomach on her favorite yellow blanket, toes woven into the grass and a book balanced delicately on the ground in front of her. She had been reading it, but a bird song had distracted her and she now stared absently into the branches of a nearby tree, daydreaming again. Tendrils of hair brushed her cheek in the breeze. The pleasant warmth of the sun lay on her arms and legs, the early sting of a developing sunburn going unnoticed. She'd feel it that evening. Every now and again, a small smile danced across her lips and she would release a small sigh. It made you wonder just what was on her mind. It was clear that she was lost in a world of her own making. The real world would just have to wait.


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