Random Pieces I've done

Small Character Work

        He boarded the bus in the cool crisp night and took his seat among the others. His vision dropped to the misty window,focusing on the silver frost growing slightly on the glass. A magazine hung sadly at his side, a small finger barely grasping the silk pages. A blazing fire burned in his soul as he recalled the earlier events. The sorrow in his eyes was enough to show the world his troubled life. He reached up a strained hand and ruffled up his dark brown hair. In the reflection of the mirror he saw his vibrant green eyes stare back at him like ghosts in the darkness. A tear leaked out of his partly closed eye and he took a long breath. His heart was shattered, as well as the locket in his hand.

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So, this is the first part of this story. A few years back, we had to do some character work and that's what I came up with. Hey, who knows, maybe I'll develop it into one of my novels or short stories!

Hope you liked it! Leave a comment below with some ideas you think could incorporate this passage!

-Tori Mondello