janpat1
He took one last look before he turned the corner. Would he ever return to this place? It had fulfilled his wildest dreams but he knew it was time to leave. Time to go before his life turned upside down, which he knew was inevitable.
Her face was painted. Was this to mask her deeper darker emotions? I stared at her, willing her to look at me. Would she recognise me? Did I want her to? The pattern on her face was unusual, I didn't recognise it, it wasn't one of mine, it didn't do her justice.