Inspired by actual events.

Hey Blog,

I pretty much haven't done any drawings in the past month :(
For some reason though I have been writing little impressions of Sydney in my phone. Maybe they're interesting? I dunno - I'm not really much of a writer but this is my mind as it wonders.

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He sat in silence as the carriage rocked and swayed behind the still head of the other passenger. Looking at her, all he could think of was green. A green world with green grass, green steps and green grocers - Green eyes - If he stepped into the next carriage would the colour be different or would it all be gone. Disappearing acts were his favorite magic trick, but in this case, he would rather see the moment slowly fade. He wasn't going anywhere so he put his book back in his lap and pretended to read.

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There was a guy just standing there one day. He wasn't moving, wasn't talking, wasn't smoking, wasn't even listening. Why would you do that? No rhyme or reason; no ispired look or aimless glancing. It was peculiar and interesting. And, as if due to that single thought, the man turned and left. At that same moment, a man rode past on a bike. It had glowing lights in the wheel spokes which left streaks of red and green on the footpath. It was night time and the air was dancing.

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She lay her hand on simple shapes;
a stone born piece of art,
a clock which told of times forgot,
a heart which said what it had meant,
and a fate which may take them apart.

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I'll post some pictures soon,

Leathy x