Man in Red
By: Fire_Draco
Emotions cloud my mind, as the tears of sadness begin to fall and continue
to fall. A man in red stands next to me, his duster blowing in the wind.
His blonde hair hangs in his eyes, hiding the green color. The sun shines
on his face as if reflects off of his orange glasses. He pulls me into his
arms and hides me from the desert wind and the dust. Red is the color of
determination and courage. That is the reason. The reason he wears red.
By: Fire_Draco
Emotions cloud my mind, as the tears of sadness begin to fall and continue
to fall. A man in red stands next to me, his duster blowing in the wind.
His blonde hair hangs in his eyes, hiding the green color. The sun shines
on his face as if reflects off of his orange glasses. He pulls me into his
arms and hides me from the desert wind and the dust. Red is the color of
determination and courage. That is the reason. The reason he wears red.
