Post by Ness on Apr 11, 2007 17:46:30 GMT -5
Callisto's two Amber eyes were half opened, tired, and wished for rest. The Grey dust and ash swelled in the air billowing around the campsite, the dirty air being inhaled into her nose, the dust getting in her eyes. She closed her eyelids tightly trying to seal out all the billowing gas and dust. Tears welled in her eyes, but not of sadness, but they were watering, watering from the dust that had settled on the Amber iris.
Amir sat on the other end of the dusty field on a tall rock, where his eyes too where covered in the dust/ash mixture that floated through the air.
Will this field ever grow back into the land it used to be?
Amir sat on the other end of the dusty field on a tall rock, where his eyes too where covered in the dust/ash mixture that floated through the air.
Will this field ever grow back into the land it used to be?