Baby take me high
01-30-2014, 06:18 PM
The sweet aroma of produce in season would bring the man forth, ebony sniffer flaring as he followed the trail of a delicious fruit he had been searching for. It was known as a peach, and it resembled the same hue as his eyes and tasted delicious. Gaze would occasionally rise and fall as he continued searching for any signs of a peach tree, his hope slowly dwindling. Minutes turned into an hour, and after filling himself on other various treats that had fallen to the ground, the man would decide to give up his search. He would heave a sigh, thoughts swarming within his mind. "Damn, no peaches.. I was really craving a few." A smile would tug at his lips as hazy vision turned toward the canopy above. Perhaps he should return another day and try again? He would debate on the idea for a moment, and he would turn and surge forward, for Themisto Mathias never gives up. He was determined to find the peaches, and so he would. Speech, |