kensei
12-26-2007, 07:09 AM
The soft sounds of soothing melodies filled Jean Montreal's room. The walls were covered by countless photographs- of sunsets, critters, people and various cultures. On the desk was an old camera, with more of those same photographs graciously lit by the peeking beams of sunlight through the windows.
One would think the place would be extremely tidy regarding Jean's nature, but alas it is not..
One would think the place would be extremely tidy regarding Jean's nature, but alas it is not..