Free-Write, New Story?
Friday, April 1st, 2005Shallya’s yellow eyes gleamed in the full moonlight. She perched high in the boughs of a (tropical tree). A faint scent of wood smoke drifted through the warm jungle air, slowly curling on the soft tropical breeze. Muted voices resonated off trees, echoing sound in different directions. Shallya’s trained hearing easily [...]