06-10-2015, 04:09 AM
We sat in the comfortable environment of the living room, in familiar and safe silence. Me with my thoughts, staring off into nothingness and Nightmare with her book. My chin rested heavily on my fist, my knuckles digging into my skin, the nagging thought of needing to shave floated through my mind, the sound of a page turning reached my ears. I suddenly had the urge to look at her again, my head slowly turning towards her, my eyes taking her in.
A hoof softly turned the page of the book, her mane hung down like a beautiful veil, a content look on her face as her eyes read over the pages.
She must've felt my eyes on her, because she glanced over at me with a curious look.
"Is something wrong?" She asked.
"No...just happy you're here."
A hoof softly turned the page of the book, her mane hung down like a beautiful veil, a content look on her face as her eyes read over the pages.
She must've felt my eyes on her, because she glanced over at me with a curious look.
"Is something wrong?" She asked.
"No...just happy you're here."