Post by Timo Vainamoinen on Dec 2, 2010 8:32:24 GMT 8
The chilly winter breeze didn’t bother Timo as he left the school building, looking for somewhere to sit. He was wearing a thin woollen jumper that was warm enough to stop him from shivering, and the patches of late afternoon sunshine were actually quite pleasant even for those more unused to the cold than him. Under his arm, he carried a heavy looking book, a new one on Yule and Christmas myths that he’d found. He glanced around the courtyard, momentarily distracted by the soft noise of a waterfall, and then padded over to a wooden bench that was bathed in the warm sunlight.
Curling up on the bench he tucked his short legs up underneath him and brushed a wayward strand of white blonde hair out of his eyes. He put one hand into his pocket, and pulled out a little paper twist of Salmiakki, taking one of the salty treats out and popping it into his mouth. Now that he was settled, he flicked his book open, his hands running along the thin paper and opening it out onto the page marked with a leather bookmark, and then started to read.
Settled and content, Timo easily lost himself in his book, intrigued by the stories it had to tell. He was so wrapped up in it, that he didn’t notice anyone approaching until a shadow was cast over him, sending a shiver down his spine as the warmth of the sun was covered. Looking up, Timo greeted the intruder with a smile on his lips and in his eyes. “Hello! Can I help you?”
Curling up on the bench he tucked his short legs up underneath him and brushed a wayward strand of white blonde hair out of his eyes. He put one hand into his pocket, and pulled out a little paper twist of Salmiakki, taking one of the salty treats out and popping it into his mouth. Now that he was settled, he flicked his book open, his hands running along the thin paper and opening it out onto the page marked with a leather bookmark, and then started to read.
Settled and content, Timo easily lost himself in his book, intrigued by the stories it had to tell. He was so wrapped up in it, that he didn’t notice anyone approaching until a shadow was cast over him, sending a shiver down his spine as the warmth of the sun was covered. Looking up, Timo greeted the intruder with a smile on his lips and in his eyes. “Hello! Can I help you?”