08.Jul.12, 04:22 PM
"Where it all began." she said quietly, looking out over the gather square with a small smile. Lymsleia had always adorded the Harpers. She could have been one- once upon a time. Though the dream was just a cooling ember or perhaps sleeping ember. She'd managed in the past year to barter for the dress, the cloth had been something she'd had to get by putting out all the favors she had, but it was worth it. The ankle length, red dress was almost tailor made. Almost because it had been slightly to big for her, but with a belt of white cloth that was easily modified.
The tune had captured her attention and for once, or perhaps it was the light buzz of alcohol in her system making her perhaps less inhibited. "Want to dance?" she asked Valerian. She'd found her way too him easily, carefully. The unusual eyed Healer's smile was easy and gentle. She was normally personablem, but as she found Valerian's gaze, she seemed more intent.
The tune had captured her attention and for once, or perhaps it was the light buzz of alcohol in her system making her perhaps less inhibited. "Want to dance?" she asked Valerian. She'd found her way too him easily, carefully. The unusual eyed Healer's smile was easy and gentle. She was normally personablem, but as she found Valerian's gaze, she seemed more intent.