Our Own Indian Summer
11-15-2014, 11:29 AM
"What are you doing?" High up on the wall, Valeriya perched, looking like a bird wannabe. Nemesis approached slowly, his gaze locked on his sister's face, brow pulled low and inquisitive over vivid blue eyes. What could have possibly possessed her to climb all the way up there? Sinking to his haunches, the boy quickly rose up on his hind limbs to place reaching forepaws on the wall's side. He rested his chin on the rugged surface, his eyes staring balefully and childlike up at Valeriya, betraying his melancholy mood. "How's the view?" "Speaking" Thinking |
