Post by Kanchana on Apr 25, 2010 21:44:13 GMT -5
It's Your World
The finger beckons. Long, perfect manicure flashes in and out of the dreary dappled light. Without a second thought, your feet lead you forwards, towards this strange sight.
A lady, so perfect she belonged in a magazine. Her long blonde hair, curls seeming to reach her knees though it wasn’t possible. Her eyes, they were the oddest colour you had ever seen, almost purple in shade. She put her arms wide apart, as if trying to sell you something.
“Welcome to Talamh,” she said, the grin not leaving her face as she waited for your reaction. Your green eyes flickered around the place, sensing nothing different. The poor, the young, the old and needy. It was just like home, only….different.
It had an air of joy, happiness, none of the moping around that you often saw back home.
“Come,” she said, gesturing with a finger and led you though the door.
You follow without a glance back.
Enter It's Your World
A lady, so perfect she belonged in a magazine. Her long blonde hair, curls seeming to reach her knees though it wasn’t possible. Her eyes, they were the oddest colour you had ever seen, almost purple in shade. She put her arms wide apart, as if trying to sell you something.
“Welcome to Talamh,” she said, the grin not leaving her face as she waited for your reaction. Your green eyes flickered around the place, sensing nothing different. The poor, the young, the old and needy. It was just like home, only….different.
It had an air of joy, happiness, none of the moping around that you often saw back home.
“Come,” she said, gesturing with a finger and led you though the door.
You follow without a glance back.
Enter It's Your World
