Sailor Dweeb

14/08/2014 17:23

Sur le blog The Drawing Mannequin

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Sailor Dweeb

______ Before I knew it, I was teetering over a rock-plated cliff that curved down into the murky lake below, on top of what was basically a crescent moon half submerged. Wind rustled the crispy leaves surrounding the three of us. The water glinted a pearly white on its mossy green surface. A lazy Monarch butterfly dragged its wings through the soggy air as my friend's sister snapped pictures of the lake before us. ______ Nuh-uh. Nope. Not gonna happen. There's no frick-frakkin' way. My friend moved to my side and gazed over the edge. It was about a 30-foot drop and the raw water lapped and rippled at the cliff's edge below: not dangerously, but not...

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