A young boy, no more than sixteen, ran into the room. It was a rich and old fashioned room; with marble walls lined with mahogany furniture and decor. The dark wood doors were bust open by the boy. His hair, fairer than the wood around him, yet still with brown colour. His blue cloak trailing behind him, in the tailwind he'd created. But that just led to a blue top and dark jeans. The only piece of clothing that had any colour that did not resemble blue, were his shoes; white and dirty.
"Guys, I got … a flyer, … for a tournament." He was having trouble breathing, it seemed like he'd run a long way. As he sorted out everything o
A young boy, no more than sixteen, ran into the room. It was a rich and old fashioned room; with marble walls lined with mahogany furniture and decor. The dark wood doors were bust open by the boy. His hair, fairer than the wood around him, yet still with brown colour. His blue cloak trailing behind him, in the tailwind he'd created. But that just led to a blue top and dark jeans. The only piece of clothing that had any colour that did not resemble blue, were his shoes; white and dirty.
"Guys, I got … a flyer, … for a tournament." He was having trouble breathing, it seemed like he'd run a long way. As he sorted out everything o