Bye bye for a little while

I'm going on a bit of a blog break. My creative ducts are all blocked up, I can't seem to produce anything at the moment! I will let you know when I'm flowing again. In the mean time, keep well!

Lost

Her feet were small with a dainty arch. They carried a certain stillness in them; a delicate grace. Even as she grew old and they became calloused with the wounds of time, as the creases between her toes began to crack beneath the weight of lost love, her feet maintained their grace. It was from here she drew her strength.