MIA

I look down at my sketch pad for a minute. I need to get this right. Something is wrong with it. I hold it in front of me to get a better view. hmmm. I look back at Noah then back at my pad. It's the eyes. The eyes don't capture the same emotion as his. I look back at Noah. His gaze is so concentrated on the fire that he doesn't even notice. His eyes are so focused and intense. I can see the bright blue ring that surrounds his eye and how it slowly fades into a ...