Hang From The Branch -Open-
Jun 15, 2012 15:25:40 GMT -5
Post by Memphis on Jun 15, 2012 15:25:40 GMT -5
What am I doing? Just hanging around.
Long, brown hair blowing freely in the breeze. Bright blue eyes scanning the hillsides. She placed a delicacte hand on a thick branch of a tree. Her wrist was wrapped in a small stripe of white cloth, concealing a burn scar underneath. She blinked her eyes as a warm breeze picked up.
Maeve Dixon laughed as she pulled herself up into the tree. She swung her legs up onto the branch and then stood up. Smiling as she grabbed the next branch, Mae pulled herself up farther into the tree. She sat on the branch and sighed.
Mae put her arms out to the sides, closed her eyes, and dropped backwards. She swung back and forth for a while before she stopped swaying. How relaxing can this day off be? she thought as she closed her eyes. She ran a hand through her hair and let her arms dangle above her head. She loved to just hang from the branches of her few trees she had in her backyard when she had free time during the day.
Maeve Dixon laughed as she pulled herself up into the tree. She swung her legs up onto the branch and then stood up. Smiling as she grabbed the next branch, Mae pulled herself up farther into the tree. She sat on the branch and sighed.
Mae put her arms out to the sides, closed her eyes, and dropped backwards. She swung back and forth for a while before she stopped swaying. How relaxing can this day off be? she thought as she closed her eyes. She ran a hand through her hair and let her arms dangle above her head. She loved to just hang from the branches of her few trees she had in her backyard when she had free time during the day.
