|Mucha-inspired Eleven. c:|
UntitledThe boy opened his eyes. It was early in the morning, and the dew had not yet evaporated from the long blades of grass outside his tent.Untitled by imaginarysam
He rubbed both palms over his face.
it’s a little cold today isn’t it I’ll have to find my coat it’s in that pile over there somewhere probably unless I left it by the hot springs last week oh well that wouldn’t be too bad I should go look for it maybe later
He squirmed from his thick quilt, rolled off his mattress and hopped up a bit unsteadily on the dirt floor. The clothes he had been wearing yesterday still clung wrinkled to his thin frame.
He squinted through a gap in the door of the tent.
what shall I do todaaaayyyy I could go exploring behind that little mountain I saw over the giant dandelion field haven’t been over there yet good idea wonder what’s over there I’d better bring my backpack in case I find anything cool I can bring it back for my collection and I need to get some more dand