The Journey - ZEFRANK.COM

wanderlust · 09-05-2004, 01:11 PM

It was the dusty rays of sunlight that first awoke him. The window open, prickling light warming his skin, the forlorn sound of a train departing somewhere in the distance.

It was time. He knew he had to go, but he'd been procrastinating. Under a pile of covers, twisted with sleep, an eye opened. And then shut again. He pulled the pillow over his head and lay there, breathing.

Visions called to him, that familiar itch starting to pulse beneath his eyes, the passion igniting within his veins. To be moving again, to be free again. A smile tugging at his lips, a song tickling the back of his throat, he threw aside the covers and greeted his day.

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09-05-2004, 01:11 PM	#2
wanderlust Registered User Join Date: Aug 2004 Location: somewhere over the rainbow Posts: 5	It was the dusty rays of sunlight that first awoke him. The window open, prickling light warming his skin, the forlorn sound of a train departing somewhere in the distance. It was time. He knew he had to go, but he'd been procrastinating. Under a pile of covers, twisted with sleep, an eye opened. And then shut again. He pulled the pillow over his head and lay there, breathing. Visions called to him, that familiar itch starting to pulse beneath his eyes, the passion igniting within his veins. To be moving again, to be free again. A smile tugging at his lips, a song tickling the back of his throat, he threw aside the covers and greeted his day.