22.Oct.20, 02:25 AM
She didn't miss the lingering of his hands and almost hesitated when she moved to pay but her hand curled lightly in his as they walked and there was no shyness to the gesture. It had been ages since she'd been this comfortable. His expression when he saw her work made her smile proudly. They were rather nifty things. Useful, too. Some of the little statues had places for glows or small candles that fit into holders.
"Mm," she said softly. "I draw them first if I can get a hold of proper sketching material. Scraping hides is sometimes annoying but it works for when I have ideas. Or sometimes I just sculpt clay and then out comes a dragon. I lose time when I work on the sculptures and I do try to make them useful. I'm so glad you like them. The lamps really are lovely indoors hanging from hooks and really liven up an interior. I use old chips no one wants or can figure out what to do with. Bits of brass that are someone's leftovers."
He bumped into her and she laughed softly, flushing a little more. She had spent so much time with clay sometimes it had a mind of its own in her hands. Even her daughter had taken to fetching her things to eat when she was absorbed.
"Met with approval, have I?" Her eyes fairly danced in the afternoon light. "Well, thank goodness for that. I quite like him, too." It was a soft murmur as she glanced the distance up at Alekse. She pulled her newly acquired robe a little more around her shoulders as the wind stirred, a gush tugging at her as she shivered a little.
"Mm," she said softly. "I draw them first if I can get a hold of proper sketching material. Scraping hides is sometimes annoying but it works for when I have ideas. Or sometimes I just sculpt clay and then out comes a dragon. I lose time when I work on the sculptures and I do try to make them useful. I'm so glad you like them. The lamps really are lovely indoors hanging from hooks and really liven up an interior. I use old chips no one wants or can figure out what to do with. Bits of brass that are someone's leftovers."
He bumped into her and she laughed softly, flushing a little more. She had spent so much time with clay sometimes it had a mind of its own in her hands. Even her daughter had taken to fetching her things to eat when she was absorbed.
"Met with approval, have I?" Her eyes fairly danced in the afternoon light. "Well, thank goodness for that. I quite like him, too." It was a soft murmur as she glanced the distance up at Alekse. She pulled her newly acquired robe a little more around her shoulders as the wind stirred, a gush tugging at her as she shivered a little.