Original Writing – A Short tale

A few miles s extraneoush of your public city packed with loud, noisy, busy people lay a minuscular village of friendly folk. It was Spring in the land and in that superstar rural village the orchards blossomed, birds sung and the sun did non want to draw from this peaceful green v ei in that locationy. Only one particular person could run into the sound of trickling water at that precise event, a Master concentrate out Briscoe. He lay peacefully against one of the white blossom trees. His gimcrack breeches and white apparel flickered around in the wind. His toe pigeon berry out of a hole in his sock felt coruscation blossom brush against it tenderly touching the surface. He was drifting arrive at into a deep sleep until Ahoy there called a certain tom turkey Davis.He stood around 5 foot 5 inches in height(predicate) with brown, curled hair tied up in a ponytail that was blowing in the breeze. His shirt was a perfect white and had a pendant poking out the top which l ooked to be a sharp tooth of some kind. His friend who had arrived with him was of the bigger sort of size, so as to speak. He had what looked to prolong once been feed down the front of his shirt. He had chubby cheeks, and wild black hair. His look were a friendly kind of brown and he wore odd socks having not been fully awake when dressing that morning. tomcat, Brown, go out replied period nodding at each of them in turn.Brown as he was called was the second, larger and grubbier of the ii boys, his actual name was Tim, Tim Brown. But his friends felt the name Tim middling didnt pillowcase him and with not much brains between the lads Brown seemed like an easy and able name. So Brown it was and they had stuck to that name since their first meetings of each other.Will, you got a moment? Tom asked. Theyre wanting hands to help prepare for the feast tonight, he finished.Sure, Will replied, I was only down here to get away from the house. Brown who was watching the bees fly f rom flower to flower turned towards Will and asked with a soft tone, Trouble at home again?Nah tho the landlord being a jerk thats all.Nothing new then, Tom added.They chuckled on while walkway back towards town, the trip from town to the orchards was short, which may have been why Will spent so much time there. Or maybe he just preferred the peace compared to the hustle and con of town. As the boys approached the town they could see the outline of another friend of theirs irradiation Staines, Ray wasnt small but he wasnt really very tall either. He had short blonde hair and to be honest just usually tagged along with the group.Hi Will Hi Tom Hi Brown Ray shouted enthusiastically. Going to help with the festival?Yes, Will replied while casting quizzical looks at the others.We can all go together right? asked Ray.Sure, Will answered.By the time they had arrived there was only a few hours till the festival begun. They moved all over towards the man who seemed to be directing eve ryone about.Hello there, the man boomed.He was large, grow and his only other distinguishable feature was his button nose. His name was Riordan, police captain Riordan when addressed.Sorry lads weve just finished setting up for the evening, so you cant get any discounts for helping to set up, so go home refreshen up and spend lots of money tonight, he said while chuckling to himself.Will, Tom, Brown, and Ray split up.See you later guys Will called while walking home to prepare for the nights festival.