one passing night
the evening is spread out against the sky
January 28th, 2012 
memorials: (...?)
( a petite girl hovers over a river... in the middle of a desert wasteland. she's rather relaxed... laying on her stomach and peering into the waters, humming a soft tune. she gently kicks out a leg -- and then the other, rotating them as she further engrosses herself further into its depths...

can't you feel the scorching sun on your back? the dryness in the air? doesn't it make you feel the slightest bit... thirsty? that river might just be looking like quite the oasis right about now...

reaching out, the girl in pink places a finger onto the water's surface, and tilts her head as the scene changes -- a smile brightening her face.

a wonderful memory... )



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