A young man, or student, depends on who you are, casually strolled through the forest, His carrier pidgin scroll and a small piece of paper to attach to it, clutched in his hands. Leaves crunched, and twigs snapped as Shin walked. He stood arrived in a clearing, a nice patch or grass awaited him. He took a deep breath of the warm mid day air, and he felt the rays of the sun light filter through the leaves, dancing on his brown hair.
Shin stretched, arching his back, and yawned. Finding his 'Little Patch of Heaven Grass, He settled down. Shin leaned back, and looked up at the canopy of the trees, and past it, the clouds. His grey eyes wondered, and he laid down on his back. Being in the library with all the stuffy books was fun, but he needed to get some fresh air once and a while. 'What a nice day." He sighed with content.
