Archived talk:Chuluun Zaya/@comment-4932536-20131011092139

''From a short distance, anyone would be able to spot a brunette sitting lazily on a tree branch, one leg dangling over the side while the other, extended on the branch. In her left hand is a small notebook, opened to a certain page while a pencil sits ready in her right hand. She seems to be looking at nothing in particular other than the green leaves of the branch she was on. ''