Just based off of a picture. Nothing special. Just bored.

He leaned back in his seat, crossing his ankles.
The stage flooded in light, and a whisper ran
through the crowd.
A girl danced onto the stage, her hands intertwined above her
head. Her legs moved like the wind, soft and smooth. He held his
breath in awe, watching her. She wore an orange dress, the color
of autumn, and her face was that of a stone-figure. The music
that wrapped around her tiny body was elegant, and got louder. He
leaned forward now, uncrossing his ankles and studying her from
afar. She was perfect.

This is a story I’m just starting, I’m planning to make a manga version of it and once that goes up I’ll put the links up with each chapter. Thank you!

A love story.

The fun and safe type of Halloween of my childhood, even if it was a little mischievous.

Short stories.

Brief story.

Efficiency.

Story.

Story.