MorningsWalking to school through icy, 8am air. If you didn't knowMornings
about the way the cold catches at your breath frosts it over paints it white puffs it out you could be forgiven for thinking
that everyone in Dunedin smokes or that all uni students are secretly dragons.
© Sophie Watson, 2008.
SignalsHe gazes in her direction. She looks down, looks up, coy. He smiles suavely. She bashfully beams. He starts in her direction. She flirtatiously fiddles. He is almost by her side She can almost taste his hunger He arrives beside her and goes on pastSignals
im loving ur minimalist page u got going here
hehehehehe
look forwqard to seeing some of ur stuff.....
and now for ageold DevArt tradition, thanks for the favs and watch
and welcome to DA
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member of *childrensillustrator
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