Post by Tré on Sept 17, 2006 15:40:33 GMT -5
The tall slim figure walked through the isles that were crowded with books. His dark hair shagged over his eyes, keeping the deep crystal blues hidden. A finger traced the shelves, just looking for the right book. He really did love reading, it's just that libraries were so quiet.
He picked a book out of the shelves and read over the cover. "Rose Red" by Stephen King. He smiled to himself. Tré loved his books. Some of the best he's read, in his opinion. When he was younger he had favored many other authors, but now he liked different books. He walked over to the desk and checked out the book, and made his way outside.
He stepped outside and walked down the sidewalk. A light breeze blew his shaggy black hair from his eyes. He stopped finally, sitting down beside a large oak tree, under it's large shady leaves. He opened the book, and his eyes looked over the beginning pages and then started to read.
He picked a book out of the shelves and read over the cover. "Rose Red" by Stephen King. He smiled to himself. Tré loved his books. Some of the best he's read, in his opinion. When he was younger he had favored many other authors, but now he liked different books. He walked over to the desk and checked out the book, and made his way outside.
He stepped outside and walked down the sidewalk. A light breeze blew his shaggy black hair from his eyes. He stopped finally, sitting down beside a large oak tree, under it's large shady leaves. He opened the book, and his eyes looked over the beginning pages and then started to read.
