high wire (OPEN)
Mar 20, 2012 22:34:39 GMT -5
Post by Faylen Foret (babydoll) on Mar 20, 2012 22:34:39 GMT -5
Telia slowly climbed on the tree trunk, moving her body to the branch.
"[glow=red,2,300]It's cold outside today, Telia" [/glow]
She said to herself, her voice higher than normal. She wore dark purple fitted leggings with a green sweater, her hair greasy and unkempt. She slowly lowered herself to balance on the branch, spreading her arms out and tip toeing in her socks across the tree branch. She slowly stopped balancing, leaning down close to the branch, slowly slipping off the branch and hanging off by her hands.
[glow=red,2,300]"Cold.. cold.."[/glow] She sang as she dropped from the branch, landing harshly on the ground.
Telia looked around, before jumping back up onto the branch and looking over the house. She was far away from her house, in someone's backyard. This was rare for her, very rarely did she wander. She found this very good climbing tree, and was practising climbing up and down it. She hummed lightly to herself, her jacket catching on a branch, before she unhooked it gently.
Telia slowly craned her head to look over the housetop from the branches, watching the people go on their day without a care. She brushed a limp clump of hair behind her head, watching her mother's hairdressing business. She slowly looked away, watching the justice centre, as people went in and out. Peace keepers walked along the roads, making Telia shrink against the tree truck. She slowly retreated down a few branches before spreading her body against a tree limb, closing her eye and listening to the sounds of the district.
"[glow=red,2,300]It's cold outside today, Telia" [/glow]
She said to herself, her voice higher than normal. She wore dark purple fitted leggings with a green sweater, her hair greasy and unkempt. She slowly lowered herself to balance on the branch, spreading her arms out and tip toeing in her socks across the tree branch. She slowly stopped balancing, leaning down close to the branch, slowly slipping off the branch and hanging off by her hands.
[glow=red,2,300]"Cold.. cold.."[/glow] She sang as she dropped from the branch, landing harshly on the ground.
Telia looked around, before jumping back up onto the branch and looking over the house. She was far away from her house, in someone's backyard. This was rare for her, very rarely did she wander. She found this very good climbing tree, and was practising climbing up and down it. She hummed lightly to herself, her jacket catching on a branch, before she unhooked it gently.
Telia slowly craned her head to look over the housetop from the branches, watching the people go on their day without a care. She brushed a limp clump of hair behind her head, watching her mother's hairdressing business. She slowly looked away, watching the justice centre, as people went in and out. Peace keepers walked along the roads, making Telia shrink against the tree truck. She slowly retreated down a few branches before spreading her body against a tree limb, closing her eye and listening to the sounds of the district.
