(Josie Sayz: I feel really excited about this piece. I do miss having someone to bounce creative ideas off. I really am not too sure where this piece is going yet, aside from the vague end goal. This piece came to me, during my walk to work, at 5:45am.)
Illuminated from the glow of the gentle amber radiance of the streetlamps, a silhouette of a hook swung from her right arm. The aglets of her charcoal leather boots clattered in rhythm with her swift steps. Stopping beneath the glow of a streetlight, she hooked the handle of her umbrella over her right wrist, as she slipped her hand inside her double-breasted swing coat. A glimmer of gold twinkled against the soft glow lighting, as she pressed the crown of her pocket watch, stealing a glance at the time. Returning her watch to an inner pocket, she arched her neck around, scanning the streets surrounding her. The curls of her long copper locks brushed over her shoulders, cascading down her coat’s raven-coloured felted wool. With a twitch, she adjusted her petite tan satchel and returned her umbrella to her right hand, as she strode on.
- Josie -
