Post by KIEARA SNOW WALKER on May 31, 2011 14:56:05 GMT -5
people change and promises are broken
clouds can move and skies will be wide open
Normally, Kieara wasn't really a reader. As of lately, though, she couldn't stop. She was reading all kinds of books about artists, and actors. All of a sudden she had this passion for wanting to know everything. She knew it was only for a limited time period, though. Either way, she had checked out a pile of books from the library, and had hauled them out to the courtyard. She settled herself in a shady spot and cracked open one of the books. She began reading and immediately became totally absorbed in every word. She studied the pictures, retaining the information in both the images and in the text.
She had started with a book on the history of theater, and she was thoroughly interested in the subject matter. She read about all the different plays, actors, and where everything had begun. She chewed on her lip, studying each and every line of text carefully. The only thing currently on her mind was what the book was telling her, informing her on. She couldn't hear, smell, or feel anything but the book in her hands. In all honesty, she wouldn't have noticed had the earth cracked under her feet. There wasn't a thing that could pull her from the trance this book had put her in. She quickened her pace, easily finishing the three hundred fifty pages.
She moved onto the next book, a thick tome on the techniques of sketching. This book mostly consisted of images and instructions on how to sketch the perfect picture. This book interested Kieara even more, because when she didn't have an abundance of paint, she sketched just about everything. She began studying the different techniques, wishing she had remembered to bring her sketch book so she could practice. She made a mental note to renew this book as soon as possible and use what she was learning. She flipped through and stuck several colored page holders throughout the book before setting it aside. She finally blinked, letting her eyes readjust to the real world outside of the graying pages she had been staring at for what seemed like hours.
TAGGED ! [/color]open
LYRICS ! cheating myself - school boy humor
WORDS ! three hundred fifty six
OUTFIT ! huuur!
CREDIT ! MEELA! on CAUTION 2.0![/font][/size]
