The Butterfly
Another story taken from my "Letters..." oneshots.
I wrote it for an english assessment - got 13/15, which, like, pwnz 8)
Ryan (not slash, Ryan as a small child)
Criticism is appreciated <3
Sitting in silence, apart from the hum of the nature around him, Ryan’s body was lifted with an overwhelming urge to follow today’s visiting butterfly. It was big; as big as his palm, and it was flecked with chunks of orange across its middle. Over tree stumps, through bushes, around the pointy roses, he clambered, fumbling around as if her were trapped in the dark. Giggles fell from his pinkened lips as he tried desperately to catch the butterfly.
I wrote it for an english assessment - got 13/15, which, like, pwnz 8)
Ryan (not slash, Ryan as a small child)
Criticism is appreciated <3
Sitting in silence, apart from the hum of the nature around him, Ryan’s body was lifted with an overwhelming urge to follow today’s visiting butterfly. It was big; as big as his palm, and it was flecked with chunks of orange across its middle. Over tree stumps, through bushes, around the pointy roses, he clambered, fumbling around as if her were trapped in the dark. Giggles fell from his pinkened lips as he tried desperately to catch the butterfly.