02-21-2007, 10:53 PM
Nath, as he heard the last note being played, lowered his head once more. It was over... the song was over. Oh, how he wished at that time for her to go again, to sing that song with that voice of hers; that angelic voice that seemed to just pierce him right and through.
His head flunked against the desk once more for a few seconds, before he picked it up. There was something he could do.... for her at the least. He started to pull out his art equipment and necessary paper from his bag.
The only way he could really express himself. Through paper.
His head flunked against the desk once more for a few seconds, before he picked it up. There was something he could do.... for her at the least. He started to pull out his art equipment and necessary paper from his bag.
The only way he could really express himself. Through paper.
