Pageant Ashford
Stories (3/0)
How Memories are Made
This was the life, she decided as she walked across the beach. The feel of the sand between her toes was warm and comfortable, maybe because it brought back memories of a time not too long ago when her family actually took vacations together. She smiled fondly at those memories, even as she looked out over the ocean, watching the waves sway and flow. Her mother and father used to bring her and her two sisters to the beach every summer.
By Pageant Ashford3 years ago in Humans
Outside The Box
“I have never done this before...” These were the first words out of Camille’s mouth as she walked into the dimly lit room. She gave a small, shy, smile toward the grinning man who had opened the door for her before glancing around the room and taking note of the very comfortable setting.
By Pageant Ashford3 years ago in Humans