Devilz Workshop - Page 6

Originally posted by: Prasanthi

Good work Aria!😎

aria as i say again..... me loved it so totally!! sowiee actually i just got back home n all of m impossible jing bang of monsters people cordially call cousins are here toooo *grin* so i was hardly online !! loveeee

Originally posted by: -Sookie-

Melody wrapped in drop of rain and when it splashed on the ground, there was music...

The mid afternoon thin blade of drizzle greases the tired streets. A nudge, a slip and I find myself face to face with the said sidewalk. A stunning visual of scurrying feet cloud my vision and their urgency make my fallen state look even more depressing. I see the root cause of my fallen a few inches from me; purple toes peeking from white shoes, yellow sundress, and gentle chuckles. The thin veil of rain adds a sense of mystery to the fallen figure next to me. Before the rain curtain could turn into a heavy veil of mystery and anonymity, I pick myself up, grab her hand and make a run for the nearest alley.

Her laughing all the way we ran only added fuel to my courage for something I had never dreamed of doing in my life. The tiny alley which is encapsulated by the buildings resonated with stories which no one ever acknowledged; they were written, performed and had died there. I wonder if this afternoon's events were also absorbed in those sullen buildings.

Her sullied dress made her even more alluring and her tainted shoes added a hint of recklessness to her impeccable style. The carelessness in which she seated herself on a discarded beer drum made the afternoon even more surreal than I originally imagined. She swings her legs, talks about little things, big things in her life, urban legends, faraway paradise and rain.

A vicious burst of drain water falls from a rooftop above. She squeals at the splashing water which stains her beautiful dress even more. I simply watch her. And I listen to her ramble, the steady hum of rain drops and moving traffic.

Like the way how the land dries once the sun is out erasing any memory of rain, the pure bliss which I am feeling right now is not permanent and it cannot be savored ever again. But the memory of this afternoon is going to linger and envelop me in its sweetness whenever I run in an afternoon drizzle.

With the first ray of the sun, she runs from the alley with her hands waving. I stare at her foot prints for the longest time; footprints of a comrade who took shelter with me on an average rainy day.

Maybe one day I might come to this alley, all wrinkles and experienced and the passing breeze might just tell me a story of two random strangers estranged during rain who searched for a tune wrapped in rain drops.

Sookie.

Loved the picture you painted, of course. The first lines in the above section came to my mind when i first saw the image (the uncut version, actually.) The splash of water and the alley are my favorite. Alley is exactly what I had in mind and the image of a man leaned against a way in casual stance. A girl is missing as an obvious visual image but the undertone is not missed.

Thanks for doing this A! (Now suggest a title too 😆 )

Edit: Wrote this title in middle of chat...so sort of thank you 😆

Awesome work... yea, needless to say! I loved it :)

Heyyyyyyyyyy Aria !! :) :)

Originally posted by: Angel-Pebby

Awesome work... yea, needless to say! I loved it :)

Originally posted by: SunainaTM007

Heyyyyyyyyyy Aria !! :) :)

wow !! that was one awesome siggy !! *claps* loved it sooo soo much !! it was sooooo beauiful !! gorgeous work A !!

You're one awesome sig-maker ! ;)

Originally posted by: olive_green

Thanks Angel! :) BTW i'm really tempted to make a siggy with FOTW you know, it would be damn hilarious...what do you think?😆

A

umm, Never mind! Because I'll nod my head numerous times to see how FOTW looks, :] Go ahead! 😉