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trees are walking in air, on stilts, in small half skips. a step and a branch sways like smoke in the cold, curving its way through the dark. 'there is something like love in those leaves' tristan says, as some shadow covered elizabeth looks his way. she starts surveying the sky, inking in the landscape and every movement, a little like dreaming and she sighs. a million i-think-you're-amazings she wanted to tell him but somehow 'yes, i've always thought so' is all that escapes.

Description
trees are walking in air, on stilts, in small half skips. a step and a branch sways like smoke in the cold, curving its way through the dark. 'there is something like love in those leaves' tristan says, as some shadow covered elizabeth looks his way. she starts surveying the sky, inking in the landscape and every movement, a little like dreaming and she sighs. a million i-think-you're-amazings she wanted to tell him but somehow 'yes, i've always thought so' is all that escapes.