Post by Magdalene Magdala on May 27, 2011 13:28:30 GMT -5
Magdalene turned the corner to the Familys Crest hall. Her red hair in a calm dissaray. Her blue eyes wandering the hall without movement. She slowed her pace as she gave a soft smile. Her cloak darker than the night came back around her, covering her deep red victorian dress.
'This hall is so calming..' She thought to herself. The reason for her haste was slowly melting away. Though it still on her mind, she was able to think more on it than she would have.
'She's had the babies... We should send gifts... but that would give away too much... Hmm... Lord this is a pickle...' Her mind and eyes still wandering as she walked on.
'This hall is so calming..' She thought to herself. The reason for her haste was slowly melting away. Though it still on her mind, she was able to think more on it than she would have.
'She's had the babies... We should send gifts... but that would give away too much... Hmm... Lord this is a pickle...' Her mind and eyes still wandering as she walked on.
