He watched, trying to read faces. Were they amazed? Did they watch with doubt? Or devotion?
The collective countenance that peered back gave nothing away.
tnkerr-Writing Prompts and Practice
A place filled with mostly unfinished stories. Begun primarily as a direct result of my association with the OC Writer's Guild
He watched, trying to read faces. Were they amazed? Did they watch with doubt? Or devotion?
The collective countenance that peered back gave nothing away.