<img style="avatar" src="http://i1248.photobucket.com/albums/hh490/Kim_Irvine/banner3_1.png" style="max-width:35%;float:left;margin:0 18px;]<span> </span><font color="#e6c519] There was a variation of colours in the leaves and therefore the leafy canopy, the most prominent were the large chocolate brown trees whose bark was soft and velvety to touch. They created a close canopy since their branches grew close together, their silvery-blue leaves almost heart-shaped and covered in soft fuzz almost like its bark. Violet, white and delphinium blue flowers scattered amongst the leaves, some of them having fallen to the grass and rock where a young man sat
<span> </span> Within this oasis, this sanctuary it was quiet but for the soft songs of birds and the rustling of wind in the leaves. Comforted by the familiar sounds and sights that surrounded him despite his frustration. Sheets of paper were discarded and crumpled on the white stone that was perched on, some of which had fallen onto the grass below. Charcoal and pencils were in an organised row on the stone with the leather bound art book, the organisation at odds with the crumpled mess of paper surrounding him.
<span> </span> Sighing softly he let the parchment drop to the ground once more as he leaned backwards, causing the long ebony strands to shift freely in the breeze and against the large white feathered wings that were folded behind him. Reaching up he brushed a few strands from his cheek and behind a pointed ear, silvery-black marked his fingers from the charcoal, streaking against his skin.
<span> </span> It just didn’t look right, there wasn’t enough flow and freedom in the movements, the scene seemed too stagnant and frozen. It wasn’t any good. He thought as he watched the paper as it floated down to land with the other discarded drawings.
<span> </span> Moving he slipped from the large white stone, landing on his feet without any trouble before he walked over towards the lake. Gazing into the water it reflected back like a mirror. Ducking down he picked up a smooth grey rock, smoothing his fingers over it for a moment before pulling his arm back before flicking it forward, letting the rock go and it skipped across the top of the water half a dozen times before sinking beneath the water.
<span> </span> His reflection becoming distorted as the ripples moved and overlapped.
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<span> </span> Within this oasis, this sanctuary it was quiet but for the soft songs of birds and the rustling of wind in the leaves. Comforted by the familiar sounds and sights that surrounded him despite his frustration. Sheets of paper were discarded and crumpled on the white stone that was perched on, some of which had fallen onto the grass below. Charcoal and pencils were in an organised row on the stone with the leather bound art book, the organisation at odds with the crumpled mess of paper surrounding him.
<span> </span> Sighing softly he let the parchment drop to the ground once more as he leaned backwards, causing the long ebony strands to shift freely in the breeze and against the large white feathered wings that were folded behind him. Reaching up he brushed a few strands from his cheek and behind a pointed ear, silvery-black marked his fingers from the charcoal, streaking against his skin.
<span> </span> It just didn’t look right, there wasn’t enough flow and freedom in the movements, the scene seemed too stagnant and frozen. It wasn’t any good. He thought as he watched the paper as it floated down to land with the other discarded drawings.
<span> </span> Moving he slipped from the large white stone, landing on his feet without any trouble before he walked over towards the lake. Gazing into the water it reflected back like a mirror. Ducking down he picked up a smooth grey rock, smoothing his fingers over it for a moment before pulling his arm back before flicking it forward, letting the rock go and it skipped across the top of the water half a dozen times before sinking beneath the water.
<span> </span> His reflection becoming distorted as the ripples moved and overlapped.
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