Post by darkwing on Jun 26, 2010 14:59:47 GMT -5
It was just past two in the after noon and the sun was beating down hard though partly blocked by the branches of the trees. Stella was sitting on a branch about ten feet up from the ground; specks of light were dancing across her face by the sun that got past the leaves and branches.
Stella let out a sigh as a soft, gentle breeze went through her hair; blowing the loose strands into her face a she just watched the quiet life of the forest below her.
Stella let out a sigh as a soft, gentle breeze went through her hair; blowing the loose strands into her face a she just watched the quiet life of the forest below her.