Tinuchen

The sound of the pen moving on the parchment was filling the air. Then it suddenly stopped as grey blue looks fell onto the golden daisy which was lying on the writing desk for a while. Slim fingers reached out to touch its delicate petals.

Reiven raised on her toes to reach out the upper shelves of the bookstand, trying hard to pull the blue covered book out. Suddenly the book released from its place causing another one fall onto the ground loudly. She felt her cheeks burning of embarrassment as all the disapproving glances turning over.

Last night I had the honor of meeting with Lady Isoldis and contrary to what I have been told she welcomed me warmly. I also found her very different from my expectations with her long silky velvet black hairs. Guess, I should have known better not to believe what others say.

A gift comes with a story, leaving the words “to Remember”

I gave him some time and space to settle…

 Tinuchen,