Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
27.Aug.13, 02:07 AM
Ce'lie huffed and sat down on the wooden bench that served as her couch, grabbing one of the square green velvet pillows next to her and hugging it to her chest. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, calming herself. With a hand she indicated for him to take a seat wherever he was comfortable. There were plenty of places to sit in the common area and she assumed he would not want to be sitting next to her on the bench anytime soon.
Twilirth crooned softly at Ilveriath in an attempt to calm him as she moved to the side of the doorway and curled up, mission accomplished. [twilirth] I'm sorry, my friend, [/twilirth] the green said with just the right amount of contriteness. [twilirth] We just didn't want him to rush off as he so often does. [/twilirth]
"Listen," she said in an apologetic tone, "let's start over. I'm sorry that I asked Twilirth to block your escape route.. it's just that you always seem to be in such a hurry that I end up feeling like a complete fool for trying to strike up a conversation with you. I just didn't want to feel that way this time. And there's always this… awkwardness between us." The greenrider sighed regretfully, her eyes sad as she spoke the last bit.
"Isharyn is dear to me, he's the only son I have. And I'm grateful that you're in his life. But I.. ," she trailed off and laced her fingers together as she tried to search for the right words. The greenrider leaned forward and placed her elbows on her knees while her chin came to rest on her clasped hands. "I hate to be alone at night. Even with Twilirth here, I can barely stand it when I'shan's not around. So I sometimes dread your coming to pick him up," she finished in a rush.
She hoped that I'shan would accept her apology so that she could ask him the big question that she wanted to ask. Unfortunately, in her haste to force the conversation with him, she might have ruined her chances, and Isharyn's. Ce'lie would just have to wait and see.
Twilirth crooned softly at Ilveriath in an attempt to calm him as she moved to the side of the doorway and curled up, mission accomplished. [twilirth] I'm sorry, my friend, [/twilirth] the green said with just the right amount of contriteness. [twilirth] We just didn't want him to rush off as he so often does. [/twilirth]
"Listen," she said in an apologetic tone, "let's start over. I'm sorry that I asked Twilirth to block your escape route.. it's just that you always seem to be in such a hurry that I end up feeling like a complete fool for trying to strike up a conversation with you. I just didn't want to feel that way this time. And there's always this… awkwardness between us." The greenrider sighed regretfully, her eyes sad as she spoke the last bit.
"Isharyn is dear to me, he's the only son I have. And I'm grateful that you're in his life. But I.. ," she trailed off and laced her fingers together as she tried to search for the right words. The greenrider leaned forward and placed her elbows on her knees while her chin came to rest on her clasped hands. "I hate to be alone at night. Even with Twilirth here, I can barely stand it when I'shan's not around. So I sometimes dread your coming to pick him up," she finished in a rush.
She hoped that I'shan would accept her apology so that she could ask him the big question that she wanted to ask. Unfortunately, in her haste to force the conversation with him, she might have ruined her chances, and Isharyn's. Ce'lie would just have to wait and see.
