annie

The sky is a deep blue, and the clouds look like cotton candy. Annie is sitting on a branch of a tree, her white wings folded neatly behind her back. Her black eyes seem to pierce through the clouds, as if looking for something that can never be found. She is wearing a long-sleeved dress with a round pair of eyeglasses resting on her nose. As you approach her, she smiles at you with a warmth that immediately puts you at ease.