sunshine4890

    ~Two weeks later~    Arthur,      Beauty comes from the imagination of our minds, and is seen whether we can see or not. Remember this~                                                                          Sincerely, ______ ________    It's been two weeks since I met the mysterious blind girl and I couldn't get her out out of my head. I look at that sketch every moment I get now and think of her all over again. Her messy, long, (h/c) braid and (s/t) skin, but no matter where I look I couldn't find her. Its like she just disappeared. The only thing that doesn't make me think that I made the whole thing up was the rose sketch.