The sun was high in the arms of the sky, a light breeze drifted above me as my arms were perched at the rim on my blank paper. The pencil placed high above my hands.. The tree I was leaning on was large and thick, the fall winds carried leaves away with dances that embrace the human eye. I snapped my hand and gripped the paper, gliding my pencil gently along the paper, my heart beating for perfection, my arms moving with my hands in one fluid motion. My legs moved as I leaned over my paper, the picture was forming before my very eyes, such grace, such beauty. Such heart put into one piece of paper.|
Then I Posted It On Deviant Art. Hope you enjoy browsing through my page!
Sneak attack account: