Jan 19, 2009 22:41
[ kairi had been walking down the halls until she heard a faint sound in the distance. she'd pause as the sound grew louder. it wasn't just sound, it was music. music that grew louder and louder as if she had a pair of headphones on. ]
The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors
On his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy
Working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the National Trust
[ jumping back at the music, she'd let cup her hands over her ears. ]
Ughhh.. what is going on...!
kairi