Snowstorm

A muse – in contrast to my sketch about GD/T.O.P with the exuberantly excited little brother. You inspired me – you know who you are.

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The wind was howling and the snow falling down in large, icy flakes. A pair of siblings, one much older than the other, stood outside watching the landscape of the once-green meadows become white and frozen.

A little girl bundled in a big, puffy jacket and jeans stood quietly next to her big brother. Her sleek dark hair was tied loosely and a bit messily into two pigtails, and she wore a solemn expression. Quietly and without fanfare, she gently tugged on her brother’s sleeve with little black-gloved hands. She glanced at him with intense, soulful eyes as dark as the midnight sky with a seeming wisdom and depth beyond her years. She did not smile, nor did she convey unhappiness. Contentment was to be expressed within her heart, and she did not feel like shining them through her features. The mysterious eyes held the spark of intelligence, yet did not sparkle with the uncontained excitement of naïveté and immaturity. They were demure, and she, at a young age, understood that her life was going to go exactly at the pace she wanted: slow and steady, like a languid river coursing on a hot summer’s day.

                Her brother looked down at the girl. He saw so much of himself in her – the same dark brown eyes, the same high cheekbones, the same shining and flowing hair, the same thoughtful and calm expression that graced their features. He looked back at that small face of his little sister with the same mystery, surveying her and gauging her emotions. Such an odd picture they made, the brother towering with broad shoulders and magnificent height like a gentle giant, and the little girl barely up to his waist like a little fairy, both sharing a deep connection and telepathic understanding. He nodded, understanding, and they walked hand in hand toward the warm glow of the visitor’s center.

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                Okay, I wrote something! And it was decently long. THEREFORE, I SHOULD BE REWARDED WITH BEING ABLE TO POST A PICTURE J. *absolute happiness and bliss and everything wonderful* I was going to post a picture of T.O.P, but I feel like posting this picture today. I like giant stuffed animals ♥