Faces | Heather Zundel
1. Eyes glance up, declaring a truce of trust.
2. A neck cranes, desperate to see beyond the crowd.
3. Face cast downward, a smirk lingers upon the lips.
4. A single eyebrow is raised, curious and confrontational.
5. Contorted with pain, they persevere and continue to push the blocks
6. Running, she turns back, sticks out her tongue playfully and the chase continues.
7. Head arched back, his face softened, he looks at the sky in wonder.
8. Wrinkles line the eyes as she laughs, her face bright.
9. Brows furrow, not understanding what is happening.
10. Lips purse together, whispering soft comforts to the sleeping child.
2. A neck cranes, desperate to see beyond the crowd.
3. Face cast downward, a smirk lingers upon the lips.
4. A single eyebrow is raised, curious and confrontational.
5. Contorted with pain, they persevere and continue to push the blocks
6. Running, she turns back, sticks out her tongue playfully and the chase continues.
7. Head arched back, his face softened, he looks at the sky in wonder.
8. Wrinkles line the eyes as she laughs, her face bright.
9. Brows furrow, not understanding what is happening.
10. Lips purse together, whispering soft comforts to the sleeping child.
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