His left foot hung over the edge of the high rise, dangling precariously as if they were the very thoughts which threatened to leap from his mind and into the abyss of forgetting. That empty sort of place where all things you lose seem to drift too when you're not paying attention. Such simple things like her name, the color of the sky, the list of things he might need to bring home from the store, his bills, and the way home. Superfluous things always seemed to slide into that void when he wasn't paying close attention to them.
His brown hair hung lazily into his eyes, swaying softly in the breeze that only reached the roof he'd chosen to perch on this afternoon. Behind his bangs, soft brown eyes stared complacently towards the sky, searching for the clouds that wouldn't grace the sky on this cloudless day, lost in empty thought. The kind of thought which has no goal, no start, and no topic; the kind of thought which facilitated his forgetting. Let him wander lazily into an unknown place far beyond his realization. A place where he could be God, Hero, and Villain as well. He could do whatever he wanted. It was like being a writer, an artist, and a mastermind all at once. He could create anything.
Imagination was so beautiful.
((J, I think I am going to make this a 2 fold RP...you would like it. One set here in the material world and the other set somewhere else, the imagination...but somehow the worlds both characters drift too can be intertwined somehow.))
Monday, March 2, 2009
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