Ice

Sing into the SilenceSing in to the silence.Sing into the Silence
Toby had always dreamed of singing - ever since he was small hed carefully cut around his favourite stars, tongue lolling out absent-mindedly with the effort. His voice was, in his opinion, like a tom cat yowling, and no-one else had been allowed to form a view on it no, his voice stayed safely inside his head, or if he got lucky it escaped and wove rhythms with the radio when his parents went out.
He liked the rush of air in his windpipe, every fibre in his body intangibly moved to produce the note and hold it. The best part? When his hand lay on his tummy, feeling it pulse and
999
call me?!
about the opticians?!
--
Chase the dream, not the competition.
I am a proud member of =ScribeSanctuary
Thanks for the favourites!
do you mind if I dedicate a humourous lit bit to you??
--
Chase the dream, not the competition.
I am a proud member of =ScribeSanctuary
--
Chase the dream, not the competition.
I am a proud member of =ScribeSanctuary
HI!
--
---
tea with your insanity?
QoM: Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read.
You sound a bit mad but i know LEV and she is quite mad too
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm i think thats about right
--
---
tea with your insanity?
QoM: Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read.
--
Chase the dream, not the competition.
I am a proud member of =ScribeSanctuary
Previous Page12345Next Page