Piffle
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Post by Piffle on Nov 19, 2006 8:11:46 GMT -5
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I walked along the beach, the sun was dipping below the horizon, sketchbook in one hand and art supplies in the other, A tendril of hair blew across my face where it had escaped the elastic band holding it together in a ponytail at the base of my neck. I found a nice spot, sat down and pulled out my pencils; I began to sketch what I saw. The sun setting behind the ocean, the islands in the distance and the waves lapping against the shore, once I had my rough sketch lines I placed my pencils back in the box and pulled out my pastels filling in the colours the setting sun spread across the area, I heard a distant whinny as Diamond checked I was still around, a near on identical whinny eased from my lips as I continued filling in the colour of my sketch brining it to life, Diamond calmed down knowing I was close.
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