Post by aire on Apr 10, 2012 21:19:29 GMT -5
OK...I have a feeling this might not be allowed here but since this is my thread I have at least one rule. PLEASE MAKE YOUR POSTS AT LEAST 150 WORDS as the minimum so that it's easier to make replies.
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Morning came all too early for young Zephyr as the sunlight breached through his stained glass window and into his bedroom. Facing away from the light, the boy raised an arm from underneath his quilt and shielded his sea green eyes away from the sun. “Ok, ok..I’m up.” he yawned as he sat up, his bare feet dangling from the side of his bed. After a good stretch he hopped down onto the ground and ran towards his chair in the corner, grabbing his yellow tunic and pulling it over his head.
“Bye Mom!” he called to Esmerelda as he bolted out the door heading towards the town square. Today was special. He could feel it. Breathing in deeply, Zephyr coughed slightly as a bit of passing pollen got caught in his throat. Pounding his chest with a fist, he stopped as he looked around spotting some flowers nearby. “Mom will like those.” He smiled as he walked over to pick them. The boy began to hum a merry little tune to himself as he plucked the blossoms from the ground.
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Morning came all too early for young Zephyr as the sunlight breached through his stained glass window and into his bedroom. Facing away from the light, the boy raised an arm from underneath his quilt and shielded his sea green eyes away from the sun. “Ok, ok..I’m up.” he yawned as he sat up, his bare feet dangling from the side of his bed. After a good stretch he hopped down onto the ground and ran towards his chair in the corner, grabbing his yellow tunic and pulling it over his head.
“Bye Mom!” he called to Esmerelda as he bolted out the door heading towards the town square. Today was special. He could feel it. Breathing in deeply, Zephyr coughed slightly as a bit of passing pollen got caught in his throat. Pounding his chest with a fist, he stopped as he looked around spotting some flowers nearby. “Mom will like those.” He smiled as he walked over to pick them. The boy began to hum a merry little tune to himself as he plucked the blossoms from the ground.
