26.Mar.12, 01:02 PM
Lymsleia clung to D'ren it was a fierce cling. She allowed herself no room to let go. Her felt tightened and she shook a moment ,as tears fell. The first and last peice of this puzzle. "It's a start D'ren. Even if its not him=- finding my mother's name in the records mean that all the horrible rumors... that I was told were a lie. Finding his name... is a good thing." She stepped back. Wobbly and weak.
Lymsleia found herself on the ground. "So.." she asked softly. "What do I doo now? I mean asking him to his face seems... rude."
Lymsleia found herself on the ground. "So.." she asked softly. "What do I doo now? I mean asking him to his face seems... rude."