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Post by nameless on Jun 22, 2008 9:14:57 GMT -6
The morning had spilled over into the early afternoon as the young woman finally seated herself upon the slight rise of the lawn near the stream that cut through the gardens. The heavy branches swayed gently over head keeping the harsh and hot sun from over heating her. The dark curls rest over a shoulder, while the hand moved with the smooth fluid movements with the quill. This all may have seemed portrait worthy, given the pool of deep blue of her skirts circled about her, surrounded by the bright blossoms. The little smile touched her face as she dipped the quill a moment. There was a sweet serenity here. Regardless she had confused the guards by moving past them as though she belonged.
The study came from those dark eyes, before the thoughts returned to the page before her. She hadn't seen Balian nor Alika , though she knew that they were likely finding their stay here within the kingdom here comfortable. They often found a home where ever their steps had taken them. In this she envied them.
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